looking up at dark night sky
stars dazzling eyes with infinite mystery
and I glide inside
to that place of stillness and truth
that we avoid at all costs
and there I stop
at the cusp of an adult life
stretching out
gazing at the
future
of me and you
and breakfast lunch and dinner
and times of doing
and times of lying on the ground
in wonder at the starry starry panoply
of the lives we create
with our paints brushes guitars and voices
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