Epiphany #1: Stars
Jun 4, 2023
They’re millions of miles around
but are mere sparkly specs amongst the black abyss.
They’re literal ongoing hydrogen bombs
but seem to enhance a chill’s sting on a December night, mimicking dancing ice dots.
Their light travels to us still even though some have gone supernova long before our father’s fathers. Yet, especially during their grand ascension close to the horizon, on a country night in Hillsboro, TX, they appear positioned near enough one could take a hair balloon over to them and pluck it like precious jewels from an Egyptian tomb.
“Contrast” is the ever-composing poem of Mother Nature.
From the Soul,
