They shimmer,

like stars fallen

to the Earth, they embrace

her dark covering, a cloak

worn to find the passage

from infancy to manhood

fallen down

spitting blood and light

I reach out my hand

to touch, mate

Earth to Star

find them gone, taken

yet they linger

owning some part of me

that longs to go home

offering them shelter

within my womb

pulsing into song,

expulsion

into nothingness.

I hear my father’s voice

“It has been a long time…

(almost 17 years to be exact)

…since I’ve seen or heard from you.

I love you!”

This falls beyond the scope of a reasoning mind.