Meteors

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    What is the truth of power?
    What can refute all lies?
    Look at a meteor shower
    In clear midnight skies.

    Between the fluffy clouds
    In Arizona sky -
    Between the fears and doubts -
    Between the "you" and "I" -

    Carrying time and matter
    From the galactic heights,
    Into the skies they scatter
    And sanctify the night.

    Meteors, stone and metal,
    Burning up in their flight -
    Look at their skill and mettle!
    Look, and gain second sight!

    Look at the sparks in heaven!
    Look, and see with your eyes -
    Six, seven, eight, eleven -
    Look, and be mesmerized!

    Hailing from worlds unknown -
    Rich with the universe -
    Ice, fire, earth and stone -
    Passion and speed and force!

    Look at the truth they carry -
    That they wish to impart -
    See how they wish to marry
    Earth with galactic heart!

    Meteors, bits of planets -
    Parcels of cosmic dust -
    Iron and gold and granite
    From an uncharted past -

    Here they come into present
    And bring inside their core
    Pieces of the Incessant
    Into Forevermore.

    How do I rise to meet you
    Before you burn in flight?
    How can the human greet you
    And understand your plight?

    How can the stars and atoms,
    Each one its own world,
    Be in their essence fathomed
    And in their truth unfurled?

    Sun lights us, and we heed him -
    Sun is the source of light -
    But how much greater wisdom
    Comes from eternal night?

    Measure them, know them, see them -
    Numerous like the sand -
    Capture what they conceive and
    Try, try to understand

    Everything that they know
    All that they have within -
    Know them as they bestow
    Their sainthood and their sin.

    Meteors, flying toward us,
    From the unknown worlds -
    Messages that night forwards
    And with its chill enfolds -

    Mysteries wrapped in darkness -
    Catch them before they burn -
    From the unfathomed, chartless,
    Space, they to us return.

    And with your head in clouds -
    Or on a satellite -
    Meet them; yes, meet the crowds
    Of meteors in the night -

    Look at them as you tower
    And fathom as they fly
    The reverse meteor shower:
    Souls reaching for the sky.
     

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