Tulsa, OK, USA
Two stars met within the night,
Pausing in eternal flight,
One could sing, the other write.
Music was made from their passionate light.
On the Earth below, to see the sight,
Of flaming orbs met in the night
That grew within each others sight
To shed down such a beautiful light.
Tis rare for stars to meet at all,
When they collide surely one will fall.
Rarer still within the night
For them to pause in endless flight.
No collision, no explosive bang
Just light and heat were the songs they sang.
And then like stars must and have to do
Their song was over, and they were through
The pause ended quietly, without a shout
But all of us were left without doubt
That we had been blessed within the night
To see these stars pause in their endless flight.
Knowlege tempered by wisdom...Wisdom tamed by youth.