We gave the night back to the stars
Creative Strategy #14: Get Now
We gave the night back to the stars
stuck on their unfathomable trajectories,
accelerating into the everywhere
like a teenage game of chicken on the highway
somewhere out there in their dusty churn, my love,
spin everything that was and will be
eternity enough for particles like me.
I’ve given back the mystery to god.
I consent to take the world as it is,
to live a life of discovery, dear,
& disenchantment.
To see things as they are as best we can.
Our life is short, barely a blink.
Our tiny world spins on. You have my hand
our love fills all mystery like a vacuum
which is no tiny trick.
We will take whatever crumbs are left
until in time we become the same, stardust,
the residue of living.
—Patrick O’Leary 7/29/22
Beautiful!!