peeping through stars

Sky people watch me

when I go about at night,

silent in wisdom,

having already traveled

the roads I walk.

I do not hear them

as they “aw”

when I stumble in the dark,

nor see them cheer

as I pick myself up again,

but I know they do

because I read

their signs.

3 thoughts on “peeping through stars

  1. good piece–your work is always strongest connected with the earth and sky…
    grad work can be a grind with everything thing else–ed or writing?

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