“Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.


Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us, 
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death, 
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas, 
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his.”

~Ted Kooser, published in “Flying at Night


[Kara Holden offered this lovely…intermission in response to our question about the best song you’ve heard all week: Beneath us, constellations.“ ~Trent Gilliss, senior editor, beingblog ]


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{original posting modified, played with, cherished by ~guyatree}


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