Wednesday, 27 January 2010


I am no wandering star
Headlong moving with levity
To destruction.

But I can move in a vast
Elliptical orbit - glowing when near the Sun, cold
When a distant comet
At the fringe of attraction.

Help me, my Sun,
To be a planet ideally
Circling, heat, light, and attraction
At their optimum - where love
Have placed me.

1 comment:

I'm glad to hear how this strikes you!