SHUFFLING THE STARS
We shuffle the stars
Out of their places
Whenever we need
A new world
To surround us.
Filling the heavens
With so many stars,
We create
A canopy of silver,
In whose shining
We see our own reflections
Touched with glory.
At last,
Becoming wholly
Distinctive individuals.
© Gwen Grant
Poems by Gwen Grant 