through shuttered eyes and tent fabric
the light of milky way beckoned;
in silence i arose
inarticulate awe at
expanse of stars, of space between us -
pondering undiscovered beauty
on this and other planets.

humbled by inconsequence of life
realizing we are all made of star dust ...
illuminated by light of dying stars


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