Lines West, Feb. 1

Dreaming into 12/21/12:

A Love Song

Night has fallen and the dark stillness broken,

broken by the crickets’ song to the stars above,

stars above into the end, the end of time.  The end

of time and stars above.

 

I picture my canoe being lifted by the full moon,

and pushed by moonbeams across the darkened

Universe, leaving a wave of sparkling points

spreading from its bow and rippling,

rippling from the paddle and spreading wider

into the end, the end of time.

 

Above it all, the stars in the sky,

the stars in the sky above it all,

remind me of the sparkle in your eyes,

and the brightness of your smile, spreading light,

spreading light in to the end of time.

 

— Catherine Garland

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