Since The Day I Was Born

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Astrology, Life, poetry, Sky, spiritual, Writing

Nights were the
ultimate gift
wrapped in
my father's arms
searching for a
particular star
We watched
from high up
on the hill
for the best of it
for God
to make 
an appearance 
I was certain
where all mystery
happened
A far cry
from watching
through a window
a barrier to us
Everything unfolding in 
real time
the sheer wonderment
of the moon
the vast unknown
the vibrancy
of the present
moment
I think I've 
probably loved
the sky
since the day
I was born