Kindness and Stars The gentle touch and splendid gift Intended to restore and heal Is rich enough to move and lift Our souls beyond the grief we feel. Though stars a twinkle only show, Their powerful in depth and scope That without wrinkle, smooth bestow Our gaze aloft with calm and hope. Chasing Orion Why not ascend? The ground below is dense Too dull for states exalted and intense That seldom contemplates beyond its core Nor yields the space required for worlds immense. The sky is open even infinite Inclined to grant escape in a minute Devoid of obstacles and demands mundane, The earth restricts flight though stars begin it. The gravity earth suffers incurs a frown Apt to offend a noble mind and crown Not fit for destiny to reach its peak Yet only works to pull ambition down! Imagination finds sufficient space Where stars evoke and sanctify their place The earth’s content to slander or disdain, It even boasts it holds an equal grace! We dread that dust might signify our fate, We most prefer a more celestial state; Though mountains, flowers, lakes and trees reflect Like dirt and dust they fail to radiate! Civilizations Aztec and Mayan Made wonders for their people and scion That best extolled the stellar elegance Where Greek god Zeus in turn set Orion. The stolid earth resists what hope esteems, It’s not a force that rescues and redeems Instead accepts reduced expectations, Though space beyond all galaxies and dreams. Michael Dashiell lives in central Indiana. Throughout his long writing career he’s had poems published in a variety of publications including Genesis, The Poet Anthology, Poets of Now, The Evansville Review and forthcoming poems in The Blue Unicorn. Other than this, he’s done seven books with Amazon. He’s active on Facebook and Twitter, and has also founded a website: literaryzone.org.