Listening to the Sky
for Chanti
In the moon of the return of Saturn
Saturn returns to drop on top of me
Searching the sky for meaningful pattern
Only darkness far as my eye can see
I look up and I wonder what it means
And if you asked me I would tell you I
Know not the North Star from Great Northern beans
But I still keep looking wondering why
Things are as they are and what does that star
Know which I know not or maybe forgot
In truth I never knew a thing at all
I believed this that and the other thing
Standing here cold and curious and small
Looking up and watching and listening
Trembling now in tears alone with my fears
Waiting to hear the music of the spheres
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
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