Rebecca ElsonFor this we go out dark nights, searchingFor the dimmest stars,For signs of unseen thin
Rebecca ElsonFor this we go out dark nights, searchingFor the dimmest stars,For signs of unseen things:To weigh us down.To stop the universeFrom rushing on and onInto its own beyondTill it exhausts itself and lies down cold,Its last star going out.Whatever they turn out to be,Let there be swarms of them,Enough for immortality,Always a star where we can warm ourselves.Let there be enough to bring it backFrom its own edges,To bring us all so close we igniteThe bright spark of resurrection. -- source link
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