Eternal stars that hang from heaven’s floor

invite me with their radiance and fire

to search the sky to find the hidden door

when opened will reveal one’s true desire.

With beauty far beyond some ancient plain

of drifting dust in never-ending space,

they beckon with the sounds of sweet refrain,

to those who seek to find forgiving grace.

With light and hope forever burning strong,

my thoughts around me are transfixed in time.

The dream of following the piper’s song,

awakened by the sounding of the chime.

October 21, 2002