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Monday, April 30, 2012

the black sun



so many starry nights
in this usually fog-kissed land!

sitting between
fire and prayer,
i watch the unveiling....

tonight
a beginner crescent moon
lilts

in the sky-arc –

the stars
bowing out
of her way
as she passes....

swirls of bats
dart

softly trilling,  
through clouds of glowing bugs –

their bites save me....

on nights like this one,
all the sky bodies seem
to dance for the earth....

(except for venus
beaming her silvergold
defiance!

she stands
resolute and steady –

notwithstanding
her time to outglow
the moon and stars
and setting sun

numbers only tens
of minutes....)

i am transfixed
by the starshow
and venus
and the moon....

(time and miracles merge
when sometimes
you stop
and
talk
to
stars....)

atmospheric water
uplights

into pastels so deep and clear,
you could fall right up into them –
and out into space –

if you weren’t careful....

this
is the miracle
of the black sun:

the time of glowing
after all hope of warmth is lost....

of promise-filled evenings
when fountains of sparks appear

after one has accepted
the death of light....

i am living proof
of the survival of dreams....

i carry the evidence
of life’s brutality....

i know myself alone
with the mystery....

and led on by
its harbored light....

(and in my
secret heart
i forever
dance with stars....)

_________________
©2012
beth anne boardman

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