Jul 10, 2021

The universe goes on.

They say when you see starlight,

That those stars are already dead, 

And have been dead for a long time.

2:30 am, the Sacramento Valley,

The night air is smokey, murky.

A forest fire rages 100 miles to the north

And the smoke has blanketed the valley.

Looking up, I can see the memory

Of a couple of determined stars

Peep out at me. The universe goes on.

Stars can die out and forests can burn

But we do go one. Being alive

Is like turning the pages in a book.

Just keep on reading, friend.

The end will come soon enough.




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