Poem -
Constellations
Last door on the right
Turned into a frail light.
Haunted by old shadows
That never relinquish.
Afar I see your face
Lit by the fires of Orion.
Helios and Etherium your consortsÂ
Arcturian the last warriorÂ
Set in to the night sky
My soul reaches upwards
Wanting to see up close
This miracle of an ancient God
Displayed for me to see.
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Comments
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HI Violet...The stars hold so much mystery and enigmatic charm and proof there is a God and a history there in the sky...Lovey verses. xo ;)
Thank you very much I love to star gaze
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This is great...I love the stars also...they make me feel lonely and completely in awe, stunned by the beauty and mystery in the same moment...nice write my friendđź’•