Blank Verse: Star High

"i "—like in mathematics; imaginary, intangible, ethereal—the parts of me that stay unseen, the person I am or wish to be

To the stars again, my i, let us fly,

Where people do gaze yet do not see

How peaceful life star high could ever be;

Flee with me for a moment, let’s draw nigh.

We shall see tonight what our eyes deny.

We will see not only light and debris,

But now learn the hidden sky mystery

Unto a dreamy, heightened place star high.

The world will not find us star high, my i.

From where we see them, they won’t see you and me—

A place without surveillance or custody,

A space that spans what threads of years belie.

We will see the world from our view star high

All mountains and dry lands, all shores and seas,

Images that boast of the world’s beauty.

Come and gaze at the flaunting world from high.

Bid, we should now, the cruel world goodbye

And flee from its face and all its beauty.

Lest there be wars, calamities or poverty,

We won’t see the world cry from up high.

But when we see the world weep, so weep, my i

For laughter is not in consistency;

Agents of hatred attack endlessly,

Beholding the world’s tears, beholding the world’s cries.

So then, from the world, let us fly, my i,

To a place from where beauty is all we will see,

To a space from which we can view world’s artistry.

Let us now to a blithesome place star high.

Let us go, to the stars, my i, let us fly

To learn the ways the world can be happy

To understand a hidden sky mystery

Why people gaze yet do not see star high.