"Us."

	held in a circle 
felt though our arms were empty 
that same star was with us then 
        and that one too 
I don’t recall the moon 
or what lit your face
	we rotate now 
	upon every dawn 
this star closest to us 
	warms us 
	unfolds us 
we stretch towards it 
as a newborn’s eyes
and here is now 
	held in a circle 
better to hold hands here 
so to still be 
when we take a peek
	this is who we are 
	this is where we are 
        so we are now us? 
pleasant 
the sound of it 
	us 
	as a bird song 
	us 
	as wind through the pine tops 
never too far
or out of reach 
if we listen 
as often as we breathe

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