A Sign From the Heavens
I lie prone beneath the October sky
Embraced by the night, and cool damp grass
The heavens above, loom dark and wide
I ponder to make sense of my finite self
My own small world, filled with a million demands
How foolish they seem in the scheme of all this
What lies there beyond...in this vast universe
To blame anyone else for the earth and it's pain
I look to myself, and see there is no gain
One shooting star...then another comes close
Like fireworks...the sky is a canvas, predisposed
Burning a hole in the blackness of space
Reminders to me that this earth is a gift
A gift to each one, a gift for each day
Another star falls, in a firestorm so bright
Leaving an imprint within my insight
Of the endless wonders we usually ignore
I will look to the sky where my answers now lie
The heavenly comfort that is standing by
Oh, the mystery that lies in the Milky Way
And the planets we see, and the ones that we can't
Again all reminders that we aren't mere ants
The white ice that blazes all over the sky
Leaves a trail that has purpose, ...............and so do I
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