The Song of Space


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    The Song of Space

    Do you hear
    In the stilll of the night
    When the skies are pierced
    With pinpoints of light
    And thin clouds tickle the face of the moon
    The song of space,
    The cry of the loon?

    Or, in your sleep
    Comfortable and deep,
    Do you hear me sigh your name?
    Not once,
    But again
    And again?

    And in your warm dreamscapes
    Do you feel my hand
    Brushing your face,
    Massaging your back,
    Cuddling close
    I curl up next to you
    To feel your protection,
    To be near to you?

    For these are the thoughts
    And things I dream of
    And over the miles
    I send you my love.
    For I may not reach you
    When sun greets the day with a grin
    So I settle for night thoughts
    That blow gently on the wind.

    Karen A. Lech

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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