What Stars Think

Love,
Do you think the burning stars look on in pity
Of what became of their stardust brethren,
Who aim bombs at each other over disputed words?
Who sacrifice innocence over their idolatry?
Or do you think they see the quieter explosions
Of love,
Like ours?
That make living any existence worth while?
I hope they do,
I hope they see the love and dream of when they too
Are only dust particles in the universe reconstituted into life,
Conjuring that which is love.

Radical Love (…for the internet)

Today I did a presentation
On radical love,
“A love so extreme it erases boundaries”,
Perhaps that’s what this has always been,
Because the boundaries between us are but marks on a map,
And the oceans flow into one another,
The landmasses are our sailboats,
These are not boundaries dividing us,
And even if there were we’d find a way
To connect,
Thank the stars for the internet

Longest Night

Dissipating light,
Whistle of wind over frosted dunes,
The night it closes in,
As we bid an early farewell to the sun,
Hope remains for the morning still to come,
But for now it is the blanket of dark,
Ever surrounding,
Noticed by all the living,
That the change it comes,
As the Earth does pass her longest night,
without the sun