Stargaze

James Robb
Lanterns of the past gleaming like rocks spangled in a brook
Glowing steps ascending to the pillars of our creation
A mirror for misguided minds to conjure spells of worth
Beacons of wonderment that toy our hearts with invitation
Breathing holes poked in a night sky jar to fill both lungs with air
Suspended orbs of ghostly light captured on the ceiling

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