Listen to the Stars



Listen to the stars.

They talk softly.

Don't they talk softly?

Listen as their beams

Pass lightly over

The lawns in our neighborhoods

Of silence.

Behind the doors.

The seemingly broken doors,

Folded into the prayers,

The seemingly broken prayers,

In the silence of God

Rising slowly above

The stars' beams

To create a soft sense

Of peace within us.

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