The Night Sky
by Noor Khader

A silver bowl tilts month by month,
dropping golden raindrops,
enlightening the once barren sky,
threading its way around,
making shapes before my eyes.
In the night these sparkly structures light up the starry sky,
but they also light up my heart and turn the world into beautiful art.
And yet this art cannot last very long,
and so the silver bowl breaks,
and the golden drops disappear
and the world turns into dawn.

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Poem Copyright 2012 by Noor Khader


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