I climb the mountain in the amber dusk
The evening lights winking on in the city below.
With telescope in hand, I know that I must
Reach the summit to “see the show”…….
The stars create a perilous dance
Whirling forever in their heavenly flight.
Through my telescope I hope to see, per chance
A fiery, blazing meteorite,
A planet glimmering a faint golden glow,
Alpha Centauri or M23.
Are there beings on these celestial globes?
My wondering mind is longing to see,
But, I think what I keep questioning most is…
…………are they looking back at me?
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