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Ursa Major
Ursula, oh Ursula
As constellations go
Ursa Major in the sky
Forever do you glow.
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Onto a world you gaze upon
Your perch upon a star
Lovingly you're watching me
A dear friend from afar.
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Ursula, dear Ursula
The heavens cry out, too
For nothing in the sky
Is quite as beautiful as you.
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Where quasars leap into a sea
Of nebulizing gas
And galaxies remain unformed
Waiting for you to pass.
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Ursula, my Ursula
As gentle as the air
Loves the world
Despite the apathy residing there.
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Amidst those so consumed
By what they need, I must implore
Including me, a simple girl
Who writes this metaphor.
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Incandescent Ursula
Your wisdom makes you shine
An intellect so christened
By a touch of the divine.
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Your elegance provides a calm
That I have come to love
But I am here, and you are there
Observing from above.
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You're beautiful, dear Ursula
You're everything that's good
The sun and moon cannot compete
And I don't think they should.
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With ravaged brilliance, there you reign
Upon your diamond throne
Drifting like a regal mist
To galaxies unknown.
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In spite of this, my Ursula's
A loving, caring soul
Her name is so magnific
Each exalted syllable.
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Suspended in the evening sky
Majestically you stand
A citadel of radiance
Celestial and grand.
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With photons loosed from slits like jets
That bray with primal haste
Resounding in the blue-black sky
Ethereal and chaste.
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I search for you, dear Ursula
Among the midnight stars
Although Orion calls for me
I know it is not ours.
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But you're elusive, Ursula
Parrhassian and just
Callisto in the sky
But with Hera's deep mistrust.
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And although Zeus loved you far more
Than Hera, I can see
He put you in the sky
To assist those lost at sea.
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And though I want you for myself
I know it isn't fair
To hold you hostage anymore
To keep you in a snare.
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Alas, my friend, the story goes
To you, my love I send
You mean so very much to me
Love, your forever friend.
Copyright ©
Carrie Farrar
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