Sep. 4, 2018

Polaris 5

Stillness surrounds,
The quiet lifts me;
Darkness covers the sky
And Orion’s Belt twinkles,
Inviting me to gaze
Upon a crescent moon
As it sails through a shroud.

Solitary bird shyly twitters,
Crickets are winding down,
Kitchen light pollutes the dark;
I turn it off, watching for the Dawn
To creep in at the East,
To lift the dew,
and remove the moon’s halo.

Cassiopeia glimmers faintly,
Her curves still proud in the sky,
This Queen above Polaris...
Their constance, and mythology,
Awakens me to awareness
Of a new day; the North arrow
Points me onwards.

Kira Braun