Sidereal
This morning
light dusting
of snow from
the ice-blue sky
Black crows
passing to and fro
over the roofs
out in one of
the insignificant
suburbs
of the Milky Way
John Lyons
This morning
light dusting
of snow from
the ice-blue sky
Black crows
passing to and fro
over the roofs
out in one of
the insignificant
suburbs
of the Milky Way
John Lyons
Molecules of dust
tiny floating particles
specs of nanodust organized
and clustered
in ever greater complexes
sidereal dust driven
on boundless waves of energy
through an apparent
cosmic emptiness
stardust that next appears
in the full-throated song of the robin
and the nightingale
in all that flowers in woodlands
and in our gardens
the dust of stars
transformed into words
on the page
and in our ear
that is present
in every gesture
in every rhythm
the entire universe
an expression of itself
call it purpose
call it direction
call it lovedust
John Lyons