Star Fields

The black night ploughed,
And like jewels or stones cast up in the soil,
The stars lie in scattered heaps
Precious in the tilth of heaven.

Constellations:
The names we have given to the dark sky,
Our meaning
The vividness of our dreaming
All our myths and truths
Our knowledge and foreknowledge
The whole and part of our history
The shapes of our hearts.

Heavenly bodies:
Planets and moons
Adrift around the sun
Matter in a dance about itself;
Their dark perturbations in a perfect heaven,
The imperceptible motions of the cosmos
Stretch circles into ellipses,
Where the minor planets orbit
And the asteroids and meteoroids
Tiny worms in spacetime
Bore into the fabric of the universe.
Different from the stars
They reflect the sunlight in our dark and starlit skies
Wandering and moving in our nights.

Moon Cycle

Sundown

Star Fields

Sunless

Eclipse

Dead of Night