The galactic solstice, with the eastern horizon full moonrise illumination,
Shines very brightly tonight, over this great bountiful frontier nation.
Another lifes quarter has gone by, seams to me like reason for celebration,
Bonfires are in order, glowing embers float and fly up, to the stellar heavens creation.
Nightime starry skies, sparks brighten, as they create a burning illuminescence,
The seasons cry, with every upward spiralling luminous spirit incandescense.
Thoughts of those that have traveled like comets already, towards the almighty presence,
When they get there, they will certainly know, as they are welcomed without hesistance.
For those of us left down here on Earth, with our worldly ambitions and asperations,
Time we have, to make time to reflect and understand, and concentrate upon our lifes devotions.
Family, friends, neighbors, people we know and care about, all of our loved ones,
Life offers us chances, to make it not anti-matter, with a big-bang cosmic impact, before we are done.
As the seasons go by, with gravitational pull, the galactic solstices mark the way,
Want it or not, they dont stop, the starry keepers of time, tomorrow, yesterday, and today.
They remind us all, with their stellar clock, of our limited lifespand, with which there is no resistance,
That our galaxy, like us all, must go supernova, a temporary magical biosphere of stardust existance.
D. Matthew Beebe - mattbeebepoems