Drifting Stardust

 As you sit in bliss, without eyes of another, it is not wasted, for rain which falls in solitude, gradually fills the ocean blue, a silent crack in a mountain makes a home for the bluebird, a blooming flower, stands alone from spring through summer, which bestows pollen to the bee and honey to the bear, lone sundowns, offer gold, to autumn nights, we all come from stillness, as everything always echoes in earth's chamber. 

As the kindness in your eyes, brings truth to my heart, just as stars wake in the comfort of darkness, nothing comes from nothing, stars create stars, thoughts create thoughts, movement creates movement and love creates love, nothing originates, and everything re-creates, as we are all nothing but drifting stardust, in this timeless air. 

The wake of the past is now the dream of the night, the farther we look back, the wider we see, as it is in the depths of ourselves, that beauty sleeps, when will we see, that each time we take, the less we have, and the more we love, the less we fall, and until we reach out and hold the hands of all, we will be caught somewhere between emptiness and a fading heart.

With the gentle words you speak, as the air carries your thoughts to my ear, like a ripple which becomes a wave, a grain of sand, which in time, becomes a towering dune, just as a simple kiss, turns blue to red, the wind from your words will end in Impetuous lightning and hurricanes, that will shape the mountains and caverns. 

Beautiful life your allure is an enigma, I have been pulled and swayed and pushed and pulled, followed and unfollowed, listened and forgot, in dreams of summer we wait, as each night falls, the ocean plays in the eyes of lovers, as one heart shatters, as another adores.