I glanced upward and the shining caught my eyes:
As though I had never seen them before!
We are not graced by stars in Chengdu
For we are cursed with the grey skies of poisoned air.
Mesmerized by their glimmer,
A clear morning sky of the most sharp black
Suddenly made itself known to me;
Darkest midnight blue engulfed in the black of pre-dawn,
A triangular constellation of three
Parenthetical to the quarter-slice of white, creamy moon.
As I gazed, I felt a deep yearning for nature--
Of which I am deprived daily.
There is no frequent shining of sun,
There is no greenery above or earth beneath my feet.
Instead I am trapped by concrete, noise, and all the grotesque forms of humanity.
I have known, but not accepted, that I need Mother Earth;
Not just periodically interspersed with a polluted daily life,
But I need nature every day!
In that moment, as I cried tears of sadness at my loss,
I knew: it is time to leave the grey dirt of the city
And reside in warmer, cleaner, clearer climes.
I want to look up and see stars!
I want to look down and feel the earth under my feet!
It's time to leave Chengdu.
I Saw the Stars and My Tears Fell
©2019 Regina J McMurray
(composed at 5:30am while waiting for Chakra meditation session to begin.)
... Loves to lie amongst the warm rays of sunshine and read, read, read, learn, learn, learn, and live, live, live, vicariously between the pages!