Count the Stars

Abraham’s countless stars hover over our troubled heads

Sarah’s sky lights enlighten our skittish steps

our ancestors fill the night sky with testimony

this is not all there is, there is more to come

more than the terra and the ocean

the sky painter who flicks your future on midnight canvas

is making space for your story and song

making and guarding promises still unspoken

opening wormholes to times and places

unreachable by your linear, downward searching mind

so let that muscle in your forehead go and feel your brow drop

and your heart slow and your brain relax and the flow flowing

and rocket on through fear until faith is your Milky Way