Some day I’ll wish upon a star

Some day I’ll wish upon a star

How to separate the rose
             from the star
their intricate simplicities
             intimately bound
the enigmas that lie
             couched within the petals
plans for an entire universe
             and the poet drawing together
vast constellations of words
             so that each thing may have a voice
so that every thread of creation
              may be heard and all things
touched by love
             and the memory of touch
every gesture logged
             in the convoluted mind

And yesterday as I left St Thomas’s
             in a dark hall off the main corridor
an intern played the grand piano
             the tentative chords
of Over the Rainbow
             sonorous in the gloom
and out on the street
             by Westminster Bridge
the silent rain fell
             among the roses

John Lyons


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