Added 13 October 1997
I thought I saw
Camping with friends,
And as I lay there,
A most disturbing sight,
I wondered if a sign it was
I tried to tell myself
Convinded not was my Soul,
I cannot deny I saw
What purpose was my
It has left me cold,
For though I did
a star burn out
just before I went to sleep.
the last to turn in
for the night.
eyes trained skyward,
a glowing orb quickly waned.
watching a massive life die
before submitting to slumber.
of my coming passing.
In the morning, would I wake?
the nature of the sight
was only in mind's eye.
nor convinced my Heart,
nor body or mind in any part.
a thread of space removed
though other pole I deign to prove.
sight of this?
What change about to bring?
Unsheltered,
barren and alone.
not know it,
that star, it was my home.