~ Beatitude ~
Stars
spill out of God’s big
cup
As I look up in
wonder, under a
Vast canopy, I watch a
star
Rip through night’s
black dress
Impressed, I plop down
on the
Ground, waiting -
anticipating
More fireworks . . .
mere seconds
Tick by as the sky
offers more
One . . . two . . .
three . . . four
They fall and shoot
and scoot
Across the onyx stage;
no cage big
Enough to contain
these fireflies
Dimming his smile,
moon is hiding
Abiding somewhere in
the dark
Watching the show,
trying not
To grow jealous of the
beauty
Dutiful and feeling
brazen, basking
In just how amazing
the response
Below, stars continue
the show
An encore . . . five .
. . six . . . seven
Heaven fairly bursting
now with
Dizzying trails of
stardust, a
Must-see for all
humanity
So many wishes to
make, I partake
Swallowing hard, as if
lodged in my
Throat, a button off
God’s beautiful
Coat -- or perhaps
just a lump of
Gratitude for this
gentle beatitude
Faerie's Heart Songs
©
Tracy R. Cardinet
2007
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