The night is cloudless
My path through the forest
is lit by the moon
Above is the pole star
below, the ground still warm from the sun
Somewhere out in the universe
Stars are crossing, spinning and merging,
powerful collisions that no one hears
and new stars are being born
Here on Earth I wake from my sleep
waiting for the dawn, to continue
the never ending spiral
Jackie Parsons September 2024
From the National Poetry Day 2024 collection