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When the sun

and all three moons

sink into the purple sea

it is the rarest dark of nights

and time to climb the knoll

up to her telescope.

She aims it

through the far-flung stars

always drawn to one

on the edges of the galaxy –

a tiny, twinkling sun

much like her own.

Perhaps it also holds a brood

of planets in its warmth,

and maybe there

another set of eyes looks back

across the wild darkness.

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Her mate always scoffs at this

as do the other watchers

of the sky.

They scold her,

“Are we not

the only children

of the Great Divine?”

But she knows

the gods are not that small

and shakes her head

at arrogance

while polishing her lens,

knowing someday she will spot

a kindred planet in the heavens

and she will call it “Earth”.

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© 2014, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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