Stars of Clarity
Sitting at her bedroom desk late one night,
a woman looks out her window.
Night has fallen a glorious midnight blue,
and stars, like lofty glittering thoughts,
pulse for her their confessions in the depths
of nightfall’s essence.
With her muse having been stymied now
for many days,
the poetess reaches deep down
inside the indigo of her soul until,
immersed in her thoughts,
she searches for only those that shine
with the beauty of profundity.
Ignoring old memories of bitterness or pain,
she starts to move her pen
upon a slate of white – a page in her writing journal.
She looks a while longer out the window
reflecting on night’s background of brilliant stars.
It comes to her then: they are stars of clarity.
Her pen is now moving rapidly over the poetry page.
Immersed in inspiration, she lets words tumble from her mind
until, by sunrise,
she has completed her poetic endeavor
with verses as sublime as the lapis sky of night.
Feeling utterly fulfilled, she realizes
the poem is one of her best,
for its words shine like
stars of clarity.
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