Sidereal affairs unfold
a psalm of dust and distance.
Gravity kneels to its own law,
light keeps the faith
at time’s behest.

The nebula wheels in silence,
doubling and burning
in sacred obedience.
Stars relinquish their warmth,
offering brilliance
to the dark.

There is solace
in such order
where beauty stands apart,
untainted by desire.
A fragment of soul sent
seeking communion
with that cold perfection,
the logical grace
which never speaks of love,

yet embodies nothing else,
yet embodies nothing,
yet embodies.



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  1. Moonlight Spiritus Avatar

    The cost of perfection and the joy of spaciousness. I’m grateful for the space made in me to witness it and feel small.

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    1. D. H. Jervis Avatar

      Indeed. We are privileged.

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      1. Moonlight Spiritus Avatar

        We are. It’s beautiful to be part of something that needs no perfection from us 🖤

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    1. D. H. Jervis Avatar

      Thank you Billy. Very kind.

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These poems are moments pulled from the folds of everyday life, memory, myth and imagination. They are invitations to pause, to notice, and to enter the spaces between words.

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