Thursday, September 27, 2018

Postcard 24


We sought out patterns in the
Stars and gave each one a name
Inside of them we placed
Our hearts, our dreams, our deepest shames
Stories grew about the exploits of these
Gods that lived above
Each one we used to teach ourselves
About the true nature of love
Or war or sometimes
Feelings we could not articulate
Outside of tales, for we
Lacked the language of the fates
We used the sky to teach us
How to become who we are
It's only right, when you think about it as
We all came from stars.
Each atom of our world
Once lived in a long dead sun
If only we could hear the myths
Told about us by constellations

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