You bestow upon
this weary mind
visions of beauty
and presents through presence.
The stars above
know the truths below
are momentary fractions
in a small slice of time.
Ever changing
re arranging
lives through circumstance
and what destiny lays before
the feet and heart
of mortal man,
he who stares at the sky searching
Galileo looking for more
beyond this physical existence,
beyond mere thought.
Into action
feasts for the hungry
visions of magnificence
filling the starving soul.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
Thanks so much, feeling inspired by the stars again:)
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One truly magnificent metaphysical poem.:) Thanks friend for that present of presence.;)
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That’s always a great thing:) thank you:)
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Thanks Laine, so glad you liked it:)
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Lovely, words as always from you. So deep to make me scratch beneath the layers. Love that!
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Another beautiful poem “filling the starving soul” Thanks 🙂
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