At a Glowworm Cave

Thoughts at an evening walk with friends at a north shore park, also reviving the fresh, unedited poetry format characteristic of me.

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Over a shallow pond,
clinging to unremarkable ground,
into the depths of an unfolding night,
towards an undefined silence
and crowded loneliness.

Close by,
you look all alike.
Have you seen them?
Have you seen stars?

Deep down,
you are agents of light.
Do you feel it?
Do you fear it?

Patient and calm,
stars underground,
you lived your elders’ lives.

Graceful and rational,
breathing constellations,
you expect the next sunrise —

Between the rock and leaves,
among breaking waves and wind,
and shuffling days and nights,
on a tinier planet,
tiny stars.

Are you lost too
in the sea of galaxies?

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