As If the Stars

I stepped out

into the morning night.

The stars were running,


in a living brightness

as if the sun were

throwing them like

flaming embers


into the dark.

I felt the woven world

loosen and unravel

all around me. I stood still


I heard the world of people


what do you see?

what do you see?

As if,

a breathless courier


from his service,

I said,

here is what I see:

All that is

is free

but a small part

of the mind, the one

we share, and in each of us


we are thrown, flaring,

into the beautiful nothing

of everything.

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