My Love (Suns)


You were born to strange privilege

So you were, my love

You have swallowed suns and savoured them,

Their hearts become your glow

And you have cast nets into nebulae

For worlds to wander on

You seek morning songs and starfalls

You pass seasons and lightyears alike

You live as we do – but how you dream

So I would shelter your hands

I would keep your feet free

And I would watch you walk the galaxies

As gardens, lakes, and cliffs

For you have swallowed suns and savoured them

You have spent nights as drifting mist

You have tasted glory, and laughed still

Like chimes set in the wind

As you are beautiful, so are you mutable

And as you are splendid, so are you sweet

For you swallow suns, or launch them

Back into the Milky Way

©Elizabeth Cook, 2014

Image from Desktop Nexus

Poem inspired in part by the show

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