Drunk on starlight
I stumble in the temple,
my voice loud in praise
of Aldebaran and Sirius.
I doubt I will ever be sober,
the Almighty so biased
toward the unabashed.
Desire guides me
on the luminous track,
lured by darkness
to the distant light
where sky gods celebrate
those who love night glory,
who dare once more
to sing among the stars.
Reading of “Who Dare to Sing” with music by Bob Dylan
Don, the photo from Kevin Daly is a lovely complement to today’s poem. I do notice that, perhaps from reflection on some times you and Kevin had together, sobriety becomes a subject in the poem. Thanks for what you sent today.