Shooting Stars

Seven shooting stars are born,
rocketed into a pulsing eternity.
History breathes a crystalline palpability,
as a new constellation arches
across an azure blue sky.

This light beyond stillness,.
a molecular revelation.
of gracious absolutes,
will not inhale, will not waken
on this side of life again.

Resides in this colossal tragedy,
their delicious comprehension
revealed within - without,
perceptible, future soft dreams
found hovering in gleaming love.

Understanding wisdom’s concealing
quietude, these new born stars see,
in ice clouds of the infinite universe
luring them to move boundaries,
the invisible realm of our future.

Love, Jody

Honorable Mention, National/World Events:
Iowa Poetry Association