Votive Poem by Jacqui Thewless

I wish for less
to influence
the kindness of stars'

flickering air that passes between them and us,
gathering the masses of sky-born form and water,
mixing the extremes, stirring the turbulence
of billions of voices, speaking or silent,

and our
own
world-
star's
dedicated satellite,

easing their task with time-keeping tides
of our prayers for pauses
for everything that matters, seen or unseen.