disjointed etchings
upon ebony and indigo
midnight hued velvet
starlight, glass lamped onmisciece
its not a field of filmy pressences
its a misconception
of self deception
disconnected points of light
synapsis on a cosmic scale

no serpant, no dragon
no bear and no crow
no shepard, no lion
no pegasus, no sphinx

naught but fires
some gone, some still aflame
and some yet unknown

study patterns
seeking beauty
and insight
the fates of man
do not lie open
sprawled, scrawled, across the sky
in this book called the heavens
for all to read.

for that end,
study not the stars
but the sea
that is humanity

the stars are meant only
to be gazed at
with unasking
and reverant eyes.
the stars are only ment for loverly eyes

12/26/2001

Posted on 12/26/2001
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