In her swirling cloak of stars
The night hides her secrets
And absorbs my wonder as I gaze;
For as longingly as I look
Into the black distance
Her eternal focus never strays;
She holds this little earth
In solemn safety
And balances the chances
Of my heartaches, joys and cares
My luck and tragedy,
My fears and romances;
I, helpless in ignorance
Stand enraptured by her dance
Her steadfast nightly pose
And look for meanings and signs
For guidance and direction
But can only see her twinkling toes
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