In the light of a universe

I stood there cloaked in the light of a thousand stars,

glittering like rain that won’t fall

suspended above this questioning soul.

I reached up as if I,

a mere mortal,

could touch one,

as if I could reach so far to the heavens,

and the cool emptiness of my hands left me sad

although I understood,

the hollowness that sat within

like the weight of a hundred years

and I asked my questions to the silence

and only the echo

of a distant dog was heard in reply.

Such a solitary place it is within a star,

so far away and so many wishes

yet unable to answer

except in falling,

always so rare.

Pale glitter painted sky of my dreams,

touched by the brush of such a gifted hand

and as I sit here quietly watching

each day that plays out

I bless the clouds for keeping their distance

when I needed to see,

to feel so very deeply

this beautiful piece hung for my pleasure.