Stars

Contributor: Q.R.V.L.

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Touch the stars, young one
Reach out and ride
ride the hailstone path
and be
be among all that glory
with me
the mother who was
the mother who is
the mother you know
whose fire burns
in your divine sky blood.


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I sit alone and ponder how the molecules in my body were manufactured freely in some patient generation of stars.