When Being Empty Is Being Whole

the light and fluff
dispersed
a meadow star remains

There It Was


the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed

Oh Dahlia


lady in red
takes
her star turn

When Wandering


from afar
a tiny star
can lead us home

Glory, Glory, Glory

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a frozen star
a gift of light
a glimpse of the divine

Biggest Star


Brightest orb shining the way
through spring and into summer days,
lighting the route through woods and dark days.

Yellow Tree


A tree of color shouts out into the bright blue night
calling to the night’s first, tiny star
friend, I’ve missed you.