Cosmic Drift

Wandering—
drifting
carelessly
flickering quietly
a fragment of my soul
in peaceable night,
eternal playground
of gods and planets,
stars and dust and dreams…

Hearkening—
to a thread of a tone
a music simple
and profound
and not entirely
unknown…

Wondering—
Shall I follow?
Cast my curiosity
upon the solar winds
tack this way and that
until I come to find
the instrument,
the player of this theme?

Or–
wander on
embracing quietude
and the safety of
interstellar solitude
?

November 2009 revised 2019