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?