My ConstantA Poem by P.J.
Can our universe above with all the host of heaven
Contain a star that outshines all the rest?
Burning lights and shooting stars
Soaring high and reaching far
Those awesome sights
Those eternal heights
Surely in this space that never ends
I can find a constant, my chief of friends?
So sure was I that if I looked into the sky
My eyes would find that treasure chest
And so I saw fires that burned
Spinning my head, my heart turned
Could I find among all these,
My truest one and my constancy?
My weary head began to fall with looking up above
So many to choose from, so few to truly love
Then my eyes returned to earth
Then I saw my truest worth
Ever by my side
Always my confide
Why look elsewhere when you are there
My constant one, my answered prayer.
© 2012 P.J.
Added on April 24, 2012
Last Updated on May 18, 2012
London, United Kingdom
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