When the beauty of the night sky falls on us
it is easy to slip a little, to lose our balance
and wonder why. Seeing the wisdom of the ages
in a few sparkles can give us our fire back,
and when the stars fall, we understand
we are not alone anymore, and our stumbling
presses us – towards the new.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”