Philosophical

The stars have grown deeper than before.
They were always there, bright and remote,
but now they enter the extra years in me
and, in their light, I become more than I was.
The years have driven on and on,
leaving vast distances between this place
and the one I came from, that half-remembered home.
Starlight bends inside my eyes.
Time is nothing if the heart stays cold.
I stand beneath them with my arms open,
grateful for the times I was foolish,
grateful for the times I was wise.
Across the whole of the Milky Way
you have somehow reached me.
I take you into this mortal body
and, for a moment, you become eternal.

Starlight Moment