Meteors and Stars
A shove gets us out of bed, and down the stairs we go
Grabbing fleece to where our chariot awaits
To take us to the godly place
Where the heavenly show begins.
We park in silence knowing our parts
Then enter stage right to begin.
Sky casts round our heads
Early morning coats our breath
We walk into colossal field and stop.
Bodies swelling into each other the better to stay still
While we look upwards towards the starry streaks
That pierce the sky, and shimmer as they fade
Against the backdrop of real summer stars.
After heaven’s orations and our adoration
We disentangle our limbs and finally leave
Our heads hanging down in relief
The sky show is finished, the flares burning out
Except for one or two we leave about,
We bade goodnight and return via Appian Way to sleep.
Prompt by D’Verse Poets