connections
In the tiny villages of the night sky
a star’s windows gleam, waiting,
longing us home.
Your being, quiet as a star,
leads the hopeful
to a place of belonging.
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The simple star
offers its gift with open hands
to the plains
with their little towns,
to the star-blind cities
and the furrows of the sea.
You do not need to know
that your compassion extends
to all living beings
for it to be so.
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Deep in the black sky
a star gleams
its glory and hope
upon the little child.
Bright one,
never doubt
that your light is beautiful,
nor that what it shines on
is holy.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net
life: acoustic & amplified 