Saturday, January 23, 2010

Night Sky

The night
sky
when it rains
is endless
numbers of
lights
gathered together
and
knitted into
one.

13 comments:

Maureen said...

Lovely image you create, Laura.

Ann said...

Knitted into one....

yes.

Lovely truth.


Love to you,
Ann

Marcus Goodyear said...

Out at Laity, we are having clear skies. I wish you could see the stars here. There are no lights except stars.

Andrea said...

Amen! Your poems always touch my heart!!
Hugs,
andrea

grey like snuffie said...

Praying you can leave your lemons at His feet and turn your gaze upward...that's when my confetti party was birthed. :o) And glitter may appear next~~~

Linda said...

I hadn't seen it that way before Laura. Yes.

Claire said...

the way you use the word "knitted" is perfect in this poem.

calvin and i love in the countryside. our night sky is a milky ribbon of shooting light.

i stand in awe each evening. i look out my door and find it so special that you and i are looking at the same sky.

sarah said...

gorgeous, perfect, beautiful poem.

deb said...

Laura,
what Claire said.

and it reminds me of the waterfall part of the memorial site at Ground Zero in NYC. They were discussing it today, how all the water will stream endlessly from above to below , like a river of memories, a river of birth and living and dying but not ending. Continual. Continuing.

S. Etole said...

a lovely blanket ...

Deidra said...

I saw that sky last night...right here in my own backyard. I didn't know how beautiful it was, until I read this post.

Coffee With Marty said...

Great play of words!!! I was impressed.

I'm a new reader, looking forward to reading more.

L.L. Barkat said...

"knitted into one"

I like that. :)