‘Skies of a Child’ by Jerri Hardesty

I love to gaze into the midnight sky
To search the night for planets and bright stars,
Caress, with pointing finger, blazing Mars,
And blow a kiss to Venus passing by.

I wonder and I ponder other beings,
Perhaps now casting eyes at Milky Way,
Their far-off planet turning into day,
While Saturn hula-hoops its frosty rings.

As I look up and they look up, who knows
If somehow we could touch each others thought?

Imagination percolates and grows
While squinting at a distant glowing dot.

At edge of consciousness, awareness flows,
A loophole glimpse that time and space forgot.

Jerri Hardesty is a poet living in Brierfield, Alabama.

Featured Image: Photo of Milky Way.