A Winter's Night Sky
A Winter's Night Sky
Orion aims his arrow at the crescent moon.
It's beauty haunts me; however, the distance and cold disturb.
Ah, but I know the stars burn with unquenchable heat.
That while the building blocks of the universe collide.
Each collision is more complex and became the building blocks of us.
Of you and of me, we are made of ancient star dust.
Millions of eons ago we also burned bright in the heavens.
Copyright © Hillard Sarver | Year Posted 2016
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