Another fine almost-summer day here finds me happy again to offer another poem to my zenscribe comrades, near and far.
Many thanks for comments on previous posting… Glad we’re back, having never left.
ANNALS OF ASTRONOMY
You won’t go
to paradise tonight
or tomorrow
But look
now
for a moment
Constellations
of you
are new here again
Reading both the poem and the Not Knowing’s "commentaire" I feel like looking to a mirror. Those words resonate deeply in me. Thank you for sharing them 🙂
It makes me feel poetic and so everyday like.
It makes me look at the stars and at my feet on the ground.
It makes me feel like open space firmly grounded.
It makes me you and makes me me.
thank you.