The evening sky rests upon a cobalt blue comforter
As pinpoints of light descended downward through the heavens
Constellations standing steadfast in a slow drift
As the earth rotates slowly beneath them
From Orion to Ursa Major
They stood together for the casual viewer
I have often wondered how that star that stands alone
Feels in its seclusion
Sometimes the loneliest star shines the brightest
But will we appreciate its beauty?
Lost in a cast of “billions”
Some have long burned out
Appearing only as a memory
Passed on from light years away
Diamonds that glitter in an endless sky
A voice that drowns in its silence
As planets tiptoe slowly
an eternal dance unfolds
In Blue
A star stands alone, and eternal dance, a memory still shining. A lovely write William. Thank you. I am captivated by your style. Susan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What is it about this color that has made it inspire the pen of poets time out of mind.? A beautiful poem in blue. May the music never end. Warm regards, Sandra