I looked up

            and asked

            what it meant

            and what I mean

Stars blinked their silence

            my way

            every way

            shedding light as they do

Particles of light

            moved by me so fast

            I could scarcely hear

            but they did hum

The spectrum of light

            bounced off my head

            reflected from my eyes

            but I didn’t know it

The distance light travels

            in a single turn of my head

            makes every head spin

            across boundless space

And what of my end

            every end

            breathing beasts

            and those who never waste time

thinking of endings in the first place

Some of the light

            arriving here

            was born of stars long dead

            energy undeterred

            by the past

Every place, all time

            my life

            or any other

            enfolded and passed

            by a presence I do not understand

Do I visit starlight

            without its knowing

            moving as quickly toward it

            as it moves toward me?

            And does it wonder

            who I am

            and where I came from?

Is it true

            that hidden things

            are seen and shown

            in the open spaces we share

            shining in unexpected places

            like hearts and mangers

            just before we give up?