"From the stars and into them, from breath to death one star unto another becomes. Fall up merry hearts, with eyes astride upon the stars. With flame awake and burn until your ash is wild upon the winds. And then into starlight to become, from the stars and into them, from death to breath anew."
Something old that found me in a curious place, tucked away in a long abandoned folder, I came across it one day when I needed my old muse to find my new. Sometimes it is good to retrace ones steps in such a way and then to stand where you once stood but different from the way you were then. And so the old places may benefit from your new gaze. (Sometimes they don’t…but maybe you expect less then and so they may).
In anycase, I am glad this found me and I found him.