Our Constellations

Your constellation and my constellation

Touch each other in millions of infinitesimal ways

And somewhere in the Distance

And the Affinity

Is a constant space that will never change

To see it and protect it

And feel it

The other end of the cosmic pull

That keeps things in motion

The sacred balance

The predictably chance points

Where my Constellation

Crosses yours

And the discovery of those

Is the never ending journey

My friend.

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