last night
the lights in the sky moved
and I thought
hello
who are you
the lights blinked back
as if nodding
or winking
acknowledgment
someone's out there
but who
the light
I see is distant
dead and or
dying
remnant of a star
long past
or
is it the shimmering
of souls
returned
to the universe
when I see someone
without a smile
I give them one of mine
so now when I see
a star blinking
I blink back too
never sure
whose soul it might be
maybe
I've answered a question
my heart has always
silently asked:
where do we go
afterwards?
what becomes of us?
when I am looking up
am I looking up
into an endless parade
of souls
is this the light
we join
here,
after we are gone?
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MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD
