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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