Standing on the cement patio
hours after the sun fell away
I let go of the city and noise
and stare at the sky.
Stars and patterns slowly come into focus
forming images from college textbooks,
a class I took that one winter when
I needed an escape and comfort.
And the sky provided just that,
structure and basic answers to
questions I did not know I was pondering,
and the heavens brought them out.
Over time I learned about particles and origins
and began to realize life is an entanglement of
ancient energy and physical atoms becoming us
and I take comfort in knowing I am stardust.
2 thoughts on “Taking Comfort”
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