A pale disc among the clouds
in a light blue sky
tells me
beauty, mystery
have always been there
had I eyes to see it
The tides rise
to its hypnotic pull all day
Reminding me that
Orion's Belt, Cassiopeia,
the North Star, my guiding lights
have actually always been there too
waiting for darkness to show themselves,
like my parents
always ready to support me
at the slightest twitch of need
fading back to the background
otherwise 0
even when the sun beams
for the sea doesn't need to see it
to believe in its light
and
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