Older Poems from the Pen of Olan L. Smith

My Starry Home

My Starry Home

© 09-09-09, Olan L. Smith (edited: 10-01-17)

I too, love the night―

It alone is my respite,

My home is far away from here. 

In my sleep I travel deeper pending fear,

Least my soul vanishes

Into the starry expanses. 

Past Neptune, past Pluto,

Until the sun is but a star among stars

And the Earth with its moon just two specks;

One white, the other blue.