A Distant Star's Shadow Upon The Desert Floor Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Repetitive sounds coming from the stage, slowly retiring in depths
of a distant star shining its shadow upon a desert floor.

Watching it for a while, not moving, just doing a total and ful-
filling job of being in a special place in the moment.

Suddenly it falls from the sky - a shooting star surprising those
of us that are looking skyward in an ebony darkness.

One that's holding so many enticing treasures in silent corners
high above us.

Awaiting their time upon an earthly stage, their cue being
given in a moments of invisible measures of rhythm.