my heart melts overwhelmed floating,
full of wonder and awe at a beauty
so far and so grand, too far for me
to have and to hold and to own
i sigh with much longing, to belong
and be scattered against the darkness
complete and utterly night, become
a mystery of distance, and command
the ebb of emotions and the lovely
flow of poetry.

so small, i am just a shadow
in their burning light and their
sacred and wise dancing
if only i was a poet, maybe i'd have
the words to speak of their greatness
and ever-constant trance, boundless
incessantly pulling my weakness closer in
covertly, unintentionally, foreshadowed.