The Reality of Stars

  I thought of stars  

And saw a billion floating

 On a tropical night

I inhaled the sight           

 Some were shimmering cloud clusters

 Some were fruits of light;                  

 Ripe and close to me; it seemed

 Then I wondered if they were even real

Could I have dreamt a thing like this?

 Stars shimmering in endless numbers

With no patterns, that I perceived,   

  I even tried to count them

  But found no place to begin

So I decided just to watch for a while;  

 how I liked the way they made me feel

  such pretty things to look upon,