EXPRESS

I’m looking at a distant star
Whose light just greeted me –
Its journey does not seem that far –
Just past eternity.

I don’t know why it winked at me –
I didn’t seek its face –
But somehow through the universe
A spark of joy crossed space.

I thought I had to wait a life
Or sacrifice my breath –
But it arrived before I blinked –
Without requiring death.

Its promises are messengers –
Its particles are wise –
It found a line between the blinds
And shutters of my eyes.

(2 February 2009, Pleasant Grove, Utah)