Midnight Stardust


We come from midnight stardust

And to dust we will finally return
The man in the moon draws his veil across the night sky

Sprinkling the firmament with silver blessings;

He creates new wonders with his artist’s brush

As we curl up beneath the shimmering counterpane

Blue for the protection of the father,

Blue for the nurturing of the mother,

Purple-blue for the vision of the third eye

Allowing us to scry the mystical and numinous

Exploring the mystery beyond our frail humanity.

Then when our final indigo night is spent

And life’s dream ebbs away on a Judas tide

We will once more to stardust return.

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