Living consciously brings all the stars out,
ushers in harmony to the wintry night
Tiny jeweled windows of platinum pink
and yellow turquoise dress up an
indigo sky
Each one channeling
its own lustrous voice
Living in the dark, like unconsciousness,
shuts out light of love's purest spirit
Scientists observe shifts in the
universe expanding , measure
light years bent into splinters galore
For the soul to be illuminated
the mind must be cracked open,
precious beams of light must trickle in for all the beauty to shine in
Formulas and equations substanciate love and kindness spreads outwardly, everywhere
Astronomers lead us to
deep space mysteries,
present us with a map of stars
glowing in clusters of satin red,
and laser green.
Glamarous galaxies interact with black holes while
edges of shadows play with
shades of light
Starlight is required for
the souls's journey;
we are miracles of such a light,
criss-crossing trails with those
who have moved on or lost the connection,
wanting, striving to be banded together again__
on the stairway to heaven
