Distant Star
I see your face in each lustrous,
shimmering wave,
as it breaks on the shore
then ebbs away
with receding grace.
Wondering your destination,
a cloud, a planet, some distant
luminous star?
Not hell, no surely not,
knowing your nature,
all things were settled,
righted,
when you left this worldly lot.
I long for you
to be happy,
where ever you are.
Till we meet again,
on a cloud, a planet,
or heaven's distant star.
Copyright © Patricia Prescott | Year Posted 2019
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