On the night swing

Silence reigns peacefully…

One, two, three…

I begin to count the stars,

Soon, I realize there aren’t nearly enough.

Where did they get away to,

Did they become wishes,

And did they come true…

With an upward gaze and an open heart,

I fly from here to soar the heavens

And tiptoe there among them.

They sparkle with a surety and a grace

That sends me back through time

Into a shining darkness of uncountable nights.

Ones that came before so many counterfeit lights of man.

There was an age

When stars outnumbered the neon glow.

I miss it much…

Do those that are left in the heavens look to us now,

In mystery, as we do them.

Are they intrigued by our sparklers of one kind and another.

Do they surmise that some of their very own

Have fallen into this dusty corner of space…

…to enchant us mere women and men…

…maybe.

Is that how a wish is born,

Does a star choose to fall,

Because it heard the distant whisper of a thought…

It hopes,

And draws close,

Close enough to listen…

To the stories of you and me.

…maybe.

But, I ask,

Do they still enchant us,

Or have we replaced them

With something that will never be real.

Desire beckons to me

To find a somewhere

Where once again, the lights of us are few to none,

And the stars are free

To reign in silence

From their own celestial home

Where they belong….

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ellie894 September 8, 2019

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  6. We were blessed to have a couple of clear nights during our stay in Korumburra. When we returned to our airbnb in the evening, we would stop to admire the starry night, the pureness of the sky astounds me. We don’t get nights like this in the city, but we only have ourselves to blame. I’d like to think that somewhere, in another part of the world, the stars are shining bright. 🌠

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    1. Oh, it must have been beautiful! Korumburra sounds out of the way enough to have Lots of stars. I’m somewhere between a big city and a tiny place. That helps some but the city and its lights get closer all the time. It makes me sad that I can’t see as many as I used to. I remember when the night sky was just like going to the planetarium. I think of that too, wondering of where people don’t have many electric lights and how lovely the sky must be there. ⭐️😊❤️

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  7. Beautiful! Thinking of a sky full of stars reminds me of family road trips and camping in places like Wyoming or eastern Utah. We would drive on state and county roads, just to see the scenery and visit small towns. And we’d camp overnight to save money. Beautiful skies full of stars.🌟🌠

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    1. Those are some of the things I was thinking of myself the other night. There was a country place we’d visit when I was young and there were So many stars 🌟. It was amazing and I miss them. I’ve never been to Wyoming or Utah. They sound like lovely places to travel and camp underneath a beautiful sky. Thanks Angie 😊❤️

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  8. Absolutely gorgeous, Suzanne. I long for the same. It’s a huge fantasy of mine to someday trek across the Sahara in caravan. I know that may well never happen, but God!!! I can only imagine what the stars are like there at night!!! Nothing else for miles and miles and miles. Or way out in the ocean!!! You set my heart whirling and longing! Thank You! Cheers to stars and wishes and it all!!! 🤗❤️😊

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    1. How incredible would that be?!! Even thinking of it is stunning to me!! Can you just imagine…so many stars that you wouldn’t even notice the moon! The Sahara in caravan or the middle of the ocean would be perfect. I’d stay awake as long as I possibly could not wanting to miss any of it!! I’m whirling alongside you! Thank you Katy so very much!! Cheers!! 🤗❤️😊🌟

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  9. Here near LA I saw a star once. It was dim but nice. Nah…I kid, I kid but coming from Hawaii one of the things we miss as much as Spam musubi is the fantastic night sky. LA has much to offer but celestial beauty isn’t one of those. Thanks for taking me on a ride to where the stars are again visible.

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    1. Who needs stars when one has so many street lights?! Just saying. I haven’t any clue what Spam musubi is but it must be amazing if it rivals a wonderful night sky! Thanks for coming along, hope you get to somewhere with real stars soon. 😊

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  11. I could take you to: ” . . . find a somewhere / Where once again, the lights of us are few to none, / And the stars are free / To reign in silence / From their own celestial home / Where they belong…. / And the stars are free / To reign in silence / From their own celestial home / Where they belong…. ” It’s a place in the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont, the immense starry darkness outside the camp my dad built.

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    1. The Northeast Kingdom of Vermont, it must be a very magical place. Your dad created a treasure. I’m happy to know of it and hope that it will always be there for those who seek. Thank you kindly Liz 🌷

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      1. The Northeast Kingdom of Vermont is a place of natural beauty but not much economic opportunity for the people who live there. The forest has reclaimed the site of my dad’s camp, which is fitting, I suppose.

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  12. And the stars are free – what a lovely, lyrical thought…there is a small patch of dark sky near our apartment building that brings back the awe, we recently missed the Northern Lights passing by due to the city’s false stars (although, a few years ago we were blessed to see undulating green above the mountains but our city has grown much since then!).

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    1. I’ve never seen the Northern Lights outside of photographs. I can only imagine how awe inspiring they are. I’m always happy to hear of patches of dark such as yours where the lovely mystery can be wondered at. Thank you so very much ❤️

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  15. “Desire beckons to me/To find a somewhere…” Yesssssssssss. *sigh* This is so lovely. Stars falling for a wish. And I think maybe stars being born again, too, when we return to the night sky, someday. Thank you. ♥.

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  19. this reminds me of long nights where we could just pick the galaxies out of the sky. they were visible from where we were, and it was gorgeous and one of they more beautiful things i’ve ever seen. thank you for you poetry, it’s beautiful. check me out if you have the time, thanks! ❤

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    1. It’s amazing isn’t it, the stars so all over the sky. I remember a place like that too. I treasure it dearly. I’m glad you’ve had a place like that to stare into and dream under. Thank you so very much for your kind thoughts. You write beautiful poetry yourself Annabelle. 🌷
      Take care,
      Suzanne ❤️

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