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By Chances are Date: 2002 Dec 12 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.12.04.42.8729]] |
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Star of Orion Staring down from the sky I look back and think Maybe a loved one Is watching you too Not a star but a cluster That shines with one light It seems to flicker from white To electric mauve and blue With its shimmering Every time I think a thought That has to do with my heart It seems to me it changes From what it was a minute before As if it knows me intimately Is it wrong that I would think That you're the one star That everyone looks to To wish their heart upon I took history, not geography I know four things in the night sky: The Southern Cross And that saucepan thing The Star of Orion And the man in the moon A bit unromantic perhaps But the night sky has so much beauty I don't need the knowledge Of the names humans gave it In order to appreciate it To plot the heavens With compass and map Or to wish upon a star To navigate a starship Or just be as I am |