Crisscrossed

On my journey I began so I swept through all the land.
Up to the skies I went there onto galaxies all in a line.
Patterns struck out into my mind until I noticed a sign.
Like sprinkled magic stardust sparkled on top the sand.

Coming down or going up I tell you it’s grand.
Shadows disappeared until I found a big shrine.
I can tell you all things suddenly began to shine.
Inside I went and amazing in height I did stand.

I look down on the Moon and the Sun.
I lift Stars and separate dark from light.
Funny thing is my journey’s just begun.
So I lit myself one Star to shine bright.

I can see where we are all crisscrossed on the same lit path.
I can also see where you all must calculate a mightier math.


© Copyright: Ann Rich 2008