Stars

A Villanelle

You thousand stars up in the sky
Millions of miles away may be — 
You are as near to me as I.

Through Galileo’s glass I spy
Your glowing gaseous energy,
You thousand stars up in the sky.

You like noble lords on high
And I like beggar on bended knee — 
You are as near to me as I.

My burning brain may ever try
To fathom your stellar mystery,
You thousand stars up in the sky.

Though it seems but a soothing lie
That you and I are really we,
You are as near to me as I.

We both were born, we both will die;
Stardust I was, stardust I’ll be.
You thousand stars up in the sky,
You are as near to me as I!

© Lori A. Claxton 2016

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