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sometimes: A Poem by Amber Byers

Writer's picture: Amber ByersAmber Byers
a view of Earth, the moon, the sun, and stars from space

sometimes

when I don’t have anything

 to say

I sit

 outside

 and stare

   at stars

just to remember

  where

we came from

 and wonder

  how

all that cold, brittle dust

 coalesced

into my warm, beating heart

 and two eyes

 that gaze

  back to space

   to our origins

   a home we left

    long ago

  and yet

    belong

     still

 

and sometimes

 when I’m scared

or don’t know

 which way

  to go

I’ll sit

  out there

    too

just to take in

the comforting, black void

 that surrounds us

   all

 and knows us

   each

 by name                                                                                     


A poem by Amber Byers 1/16/25

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zoe.r.whittall
4 days ago

I love this, Amber. The phrase, "and wonder

  how

all that cold, brittle dust

 coalesced

into my warm, beating heart"

is especially poignant.

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