For Ester Poem by RIC BASTASA

when you read a poem, my poem included,
try to see a universe, do not neglect the plight of other planets
they keep on orbiting a void, out there some stars burst,
and from the point of no return, from the place where we are seated
just below the black blanket of our dark nights
we simply see a falling star
and they, what we do not know is that a lot of commotion happens
out there
explosions, changes, and annihilation and rebirths of
new galaxies, space shrinking and then expanding again
like our sorrows and significant risings
like the sun everyday rising and setting,

i repeat, what we only see is the falling star
and all that we can do, is simply make a wish.

you think that someone is lost and having hang-ups
(and perhaps needs medication for relief, like advil
or xanor, or perhaps a simple aspirin to smoothen what
lag is there on the veins and arteries)

well, i like to say that i have to disagree, but who knows
you may be right.

did i once tell you that i am okay?