Salvation in Stars

Every stick and stone that makes you
was forged in a celestial fire.

And you are stars to me.

This world is a small one –
an infant toddling,
trying to find her feet beneath her –
and she is ever-growing.

Without stars pushing the last frontier,
the world could be only that which has been.

You, like stars,
expand everything.

Without you,
the world would lack a little luster;
the world would stop growing, and contract instead.

But with you,
the ever-shifting edge of everything
expands and amazes.
With you,
cockamamie dreams
and half-eyed fantasies
and last-ditch ambitions
stretch eager limbs
to hearts and hands of delicate dreamers.

You, like stars, make wonder.