Amir Rabiyah

Grand Design

(for M81 and the rest of us)

today collect the dazzling shelter of flowers

stitch a crown large enough for the globe

fragrant enough for satellites to lift their noses

take the prayer of night into your arms

as she sleeps, breathe with her

breathe with the night

there are times when there is nothing

left to do, but create

form the unseen into a tangible communion

of stardust,  place the galaxy on your tongue

let your mouth be a wondrous glow

your words a beacon

when everything is lost

imagine yourself as more than an earth-

quaking body a gift  

the streaking tail of a comet

become that which holds your eye

that which makes you gasp