O Constellation

There’s no consolation for life

Like that star-spangled blackness

Above us

Something must love us!

It fit that reeling ceiling

Each feeling is wired to a stellar bulb

And out sprouts bright recall

To make your heart full

So when forest green

Comes to mean

So much more than just trees you’ll see

It’s part of the firmament of memories

Leaves on a solar breeze

Memories like stars