Autumn Shower

AUGUST SHOWER By: Andrew Stevans (all rights) The sky was deep, dark and clear. Stars sparkled like moonlit rain frozen; When, far in the north sky—it seemed so near-- A bright meteor speared the horizon. My ears seemed ready for a resonance, Like thunder rolls after a lightning strike. I sat immobile, not daring to chance Missing a second streak across the night. Marveling at the speed of its decent, I wondered, was it really there at all? Was this an isolated incident, Or were others also about to fall? Standing slowly, I gained a wider view. The stars seemed to breath in their velvet night; When, suddenly, the event began anew, As many meteors took their southern flight. The silent drama diminished me. I, a mortal, with mortal fantasy, Mere dust on an orb of sky and sea; This orb mere dust of a galaxy.