Out of our stars

What bearing
out of stars

are they words
or not

why of course
all hails from them

we the stuff of stars
expressing
their language

the love I feel
is star love

it is energy
and attraction

and it fills my sky
with contentment

it is paradise
not to be crossed

poetry is more
than earth song

it is the rhapsody
of warm blood

purposing through
the cold universe

and so it encompasses
all surpasses all

John Lyons

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