To those who so kindly follow this blog and enjoy these poems; I apologize.  Today we opened our trailer for the season.  It’s a fair bit of work, so naturally I took a nap.  When I awoke, it was time to walk my dog.  That led to admiring the stars so far from the citys light pollution.  That in turn accounts for both the lateness and subject of tonights poem.

Enjoy!

Beautiful Life

I walk along a country lane,
No house or light nearby.
I stop and stare straight up in awe,
Into the starry sky.

A sky so brilliant and so close,
It seems I might fall in.
And hurtle to some distant world,
My travels to begin.

I pick a star imagine it,
And all the worlds there.
Some may have life and some may not,
It may be everywhere.

But mostly I just drink it in,
And try to realize,
That I just see one tiny part,
With my unaided eyes.

There’s billions upon billions more,
That I can barely see,
So far away, long dead before,
Their faint light reaches me.

And far away someone looks up
At our faint point of light.
They feel somehow less alone,
As they walk through their night.

Cheers, Winston