Since The Day I Was Born

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Cosmos, Galaxy, Life, Love, poetry, spiritual, Stars, Writing

Nights were the ultimate gift, tucked under my father's arm,
searching for a particular star. I think I've probably 
loved the sky since the day I was born. 

All Of The Stars

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Galaxy, Life, Mars, nature, poetry, prayer, Sorrow, spiritual, Universe, Vigil, Writing

I look up –
is there life out there on Mars
or something more nondescript?
But what's the point in dreaming
when I feel nothing but sorrow. 
I closed my eyes and fell into a prayer -
my moonlight vigil to the sky -  
All of the stars are silently weeping 
tonight.