Atoms of Hope

To my eye, the sun and moon

are twins separated by the rhythm 

of the distance of time, and being both

forces for change, perhaps we are all

made of equal parts of light and dark.

And under the hush of stars,

we will wait, where silence

might offer the gift of self -

long enough to find we are forged

from atoms of hope. Take a stone,

and polish it until it is a mirror;

until you see yourself 

with the same kindness that others do,

that it is the same wind that rushes 

across your face that creates the energy 

of a wave, moves a leaf, carries 

the perfume of a flower and the song

of a bird. It is so human to feel

it all when we are built of air and

water and music. So if it is night,

with only the quiet light of faraway

constellations, then they are ancient

promises, and we will wait.

Image is from here: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Max_Jensen_-_Leuchtturm_auf_den_Klippen.jpg

Also this on Twitter: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Landscape_with_Stars_MET_DP359010.jpg