Welcome Home

To touch a star as it explodes,
And be consumed,....... Become,
A part of the cosmic fire of life.
Keeping your sanity is hard on flights,
Without wings or patterns,
On warm endless nights.

I became a star in flight.,
Swept along by a solar wind,
Across the vastness of the unfamiliar,
Until “welcome home” rang out,
To fill the void with reassurance,
And draw me close inside.

Warmth and softness rushed to greet me,
Splitting the darkness with understanding,
My soul lay open then, as yet unexplored,
As I was immersed in swells of ecstasy,
And a rhythm touched my senses,
Deeper than the music of my dreams.

©1986  Sherry Gardner