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Armchair Observatory

December 11, 2010

by Oonah V. Joslin

Sky is filled with gems;
pink, orange, blue,
clusters, lines, pictures our minds compose,
jewels of imagining
as if looking up is looking down
and high above the desert floor
tiny specks of life
people the pond of heaven.

The Geminids are just a trail of dust
debris from an asteroid’s field
we travel through each year.

But Oh
that impertinent pointer
streaks the sky

look up, look up,
look at me

Lift your mind out of the dust of Earth
lift your mind out of the dust of
man and see
Oh see what dust can do
what dust can be.

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Copyright © 2011 by Oonah V. Joslin

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