Elucidating Questions

When staring at the almost cloudless sky

Shouting

I’m waiting for a sparkle

And Mars appears right before your eyes

A swing to find Orion’s shoulder and watch as his belt, other shoulder, and hips poke out the sky with their light

There’s something in watching them born in the young night

Something about knowing that they were already there but unseen

Somewhere far far away even when unseen

It’s definitely a curse

The ripples

But the sky I look to numbs the pain for a moment

If but for a moment