Shalom My Friend.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

shalom my friend
we have our own place
in the here and there and
even in the nowhere
they've got theirs and
they have become obvious
like rocks and marks
and lighthouses and tall
buildings and even suns
and moons

we have become one of those
anonymous stars spread in those
enormous skies

sparkling with the millions
and trillions
unaccountable beauties
with all their mysteries

the great one
you must know is still having a hard time
figuring out
what is our name.