Prayer of the Stars

Stars whisper their prayers

Before dusk outlines the horizon;

Bathe in its perfumed clouds

Iridescent of sweetest redemptions.


They blaze forth like comet tails,

Coiled in gold and copper strings,

And shroud the world in infinites

That liberate our suspending faith.


We emerge fearless,

Glorified in their nightly escape,

Shining pale reminders in light of

What we once were, but can never retain.