Stars Light Our Way

There is a blazing star 
they tell us, oh, so far
our jingle-jangle
hardly feels its jar 
 
Yet if that never came
with reach and resonance so tame,
the universe down to our cells
could not equate the same
 
Or if just now it ceased to be
although its distant light we see
for years across the void,
its absence also touches me 
 
Symbol of our pilgrim way,  
changes encountered every day,
cairns and signposts left behind
whose inner meaning has no say
 
 Yet while these star-rocks beckon, while they call
we also find a path we follow, small
but, blind to meaning’s mystery,
we barely grasp the What – not Why –  of All
 
                                                                        (2000s)