What Burns With Meaning
written by: Linda Imbler
The lace of stars strung like constellations,
hangs as books on a shelf, lit to best effect.
Past, present, and future astral tales,
written in accordance with the dreams of man.
Trust the literary merit of the dangling flares.
It’s hard to be sure
the twine of the scroll will stay unfading.
Celebrate the numbered hours,
before the stars fly away forever.
Appreciate those bright spots that burn with meaning.
Count each syllable as a worship.
Seek the breath of those
who live upon the skies as collected thoughts.
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