Stars Like Dust

By Wacco Paul Wilson
caidin@mho.net

Stars Like Dust Sparkling Jewels of light,
scatterings across myriad’s of space.
Each wondrous creation,
placed and set with God’s own grace.
A dreamer’s pallet,
for adorning canvas within the unblind.
A lover’s backdrop,
settings to kindle a soul mate’s mind.
Eons of forever,
contained in glittering flashes of light. Turns in time,
wheeling cold fires, glowings beyond sight.
Worlds exceeding count,
realms touching only the kindred soul.
Places of imagination,
singing callings, an unreachable goal.
Incandescent clouds,
Swirling in brilliance, all faerie delights.
Pin points and blazings,
beacons of color and dancing mites.
Oh but to reach out,
to fill the senses with this heavenly dust.
To gather in hand fulls,
of these embers to sate the beckoning lust.
Galaxies and stars,
chaotic motion, yet ordered in their trace.
Sending forth glimpses,
enlightenment’s, highlights of God’s face.

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