Star Dust

Our gravitational force
Pulling us together
We don't even have to seek
Each other out.

We are the quarks
And atoms
Of the light...
Stardust.

We so capable
Of holy acts
Are replused from them
By fear.

What makes us up
Is the frequency
Of the Divine
Yet all we procure
Is suffering.

Such beauty
Is possible
A cacophony
Of truth and love.

The inherent act
Of being alive
Makes us
Believe we are fragile.

But we...
We are the stuff
Of galaxies and stars.
We are the charges
Of the faith of God.

Perform miracles
Of hope,
And love,
Of courage,
In your life.

Do not be
Crowded by
Sorrow or pain
Or fear.

Though the fear
May be there
Allow the possibility
You are more
Than this.

You have a gift.
Gift to give
Everyone in your life.
You can be a hero.

You have the capacity
To love,
To listen to,
To see fully,
Everyone and everything.

Listen to the hum,
The symphony
Of divinity
In your life.

That hum is
The very sound
Of your heart
Speaking with
The Universe.

It is there
To comfort you
In your journey,
Away from home
And among the stars.


C. Freeman
11/2017