Above Our Heads

There are galaxy
and constellations
above our heads,

out of reach from
our human hands,

and

we think of them
as huge treasures
in the heavens,

far and out of
reach from our
human hands.

There is darkness
and big fire
above our heads.

We desire to
taste their
glory but

all we are,
just humans
waiting for
the second chance
to bring us near
our own desires.

 

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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