Patterns in the sky

Clouds, like a river to an ocean
Exploding stars, ashes to dust
Clued in to the big picture
Comes full circle, a poet's fantasy

Crazy as it may seem, practicality defines circumstance
Too proud to accept, die but never show you're human
Weakness won't kill, but bring community together
Strength to strength, bouncing pebbles in a pond

Bubbles of light, popping into rainbows
Depending on her, to guide away from ignorance
Healthy body, healthy mind, towards sustenance
How much can the brain take?

When the hour comes, fight but futile
This is what I see, when I look up
Safely smiling down on me
Cold play, like the little boy beaming

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