August is big time.
Meteors streak the heavens,
Illuminating
Our own space travel,
Through the cosmos.

Crickets string iridescent beads of song in the stillness.
Marvelous Cygnus stretches overhead,
Soaring,
Amid the spiraling delicacy of pastel nebulae.
Bright Vega,
Modestly hugging the horizon just weeks ago,
Now strides
To the pinnacle
Of the firmament.

Timeless night,
In a world that rotates much too rapidly,
Hurtling years and seasons past us recklessly,
Your jeweled darkness
Extends
Respite, reprieve.
Your celestial silent beauty
Orchestrates
A momentary harmony
Within
Our cluttered human lives.

Peering over the edge of the Milky Way,
We cannot bother
To be troubled
By our tiny-ness.
Instead we grow in boldness,
To dwell secure
Among the stars.

Mary Susan Gast is a member of Benicia’s First Tuesday Poetry Group

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