Harmless Pastime For Friend Thad Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

When I survey the skies at night.
I try to count the points of light
although I know it can’t be done
I still attempt to just for fun.

The light which we perceive today
has taken centuries they say.
To travel at the speed of light
from stars beyond our human sight.

Perhaps its true, perhaps its not
but does it matter. Not a lot.
The stars I think that I can see
are part of my reality.

Though they burnt out eons ago.
the speed of light seems very slow.
I see them as they used to be
and that is good enough for me.

I understand each is a sun
but still I count them just for fun.
Those distant twinkling points of light
To me a source of pure delight.

I like to sit and fantasise
about these beacons in the skies.
Set my imagination free
as I sit watching quietly.

6-Mar-09
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