Battle Stars
The battlefield is strewn
with fallen stars
Frightened warriors slain
in meaningless death
Their struggles for naught
as war continues
If not this one, the next
Better that stars remain
in the heavens
Constellations, galaxies, nebulae
shining upon fields and plains
Where war is ancient history
and amity, harmony, community
Bind Humanity as one
Stars and the Night
We cannot grasp stars
They lie beyond our hand’s reach
But we can hold dreams
Dreams will succor us
Through deprivation and loss
As the stars’ light dims
And when they burn out
Depriving us of star shine
We shall still have night
Where Spirit Roams
Thou cannot cage me
Though you may shackle me in chains
‘Tis only my corporeal being
Which is but transitory existence
My imagination shall continue to roam
Bringing new thoughts and places and experiences
Of which you cannot rob me
They being on a higher plane
Where spirit roams
Unfettered and free
Far beyond mere mortals’ grasp
Circling ever upward
Above this mortal realm
Thence to the stars
From whence we all are born
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