The Great Big Canvas

 
When the grand fire in the sky goes to sleep
In the darkness comes a different kind of light
It watches us closer with that pale mystic hue
That glows softly and feels cooler in the night

But behind it there are others that seem further away
Twinkling like faint sparkles amidst ocean waves
They must be the gods who come to visit us in dreams
Those figures we must capture and illustrate in caves

Those distant lonely lights seem to send us a message
Telling tales and stories we have yet to understand
As we ponder and wonder about how far they really are
They look so small compared to the size of my hand

And from time to time I see one darting across the night
Moving so fast I barely catch it when suddenly it’s gone
While the other lights twinkle in silence, stillness and calm
In the great big canvas where gods watch us from beyond


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