‘Bright Fame’

I had seen you dimly
Through a lens
Like raging stars
In a telescope,
But I knew you not.

I caught your flicker
– For a moment –
Stretched thin across
The cold black,
But I could not feel your warmth.

For you were the murmur
Of a story spoken
Lightyears from expectant hope.

You were beyond us
A speck in the milky way
Burning brighter everyday.

And then you came:
An astroid in the atmosphere
With soft cries,
A gentle touch,
And unmistakeable wonder.

© Jeremiah Dowling 2015

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