Stars of Clarity

Stars of Clarity It's a mysterious nonmystery. As I contemplate numberless stars with the same mind that counts out my correct change at the checkout stand at the supermarket I am baffled by the mathematical infinity, An expanse of beauty I see and yet I do not feel alone or distant. There is something right on the outskirts of the soul that suggests stars of clarity and lets me know I am in some way more a beloved brother than rejected outlander to these living rotating masses of hydrogen and helium. So glad you are here to hold my hand.