I Wonder, Wonder How The Stars, The Silent Stars Comments

This is such a tender poem I am almost breathless in reading it. It covers the vast region of the night sky and yet it seems as intimate as something occurring within my bedroom at night. And the stillness is amazing. We live in such a noisy world, I was dealing impatiently yesterday with the grounds crew and their raucous machine - mowers, trimmers, blowers, sweepers - all creating an intolerable din for two and a half hours. Their work completed yesterday, the park outside my apartment is very quiet, and it looks beautiful, with the flowering trees, the circle of flower patches, the wooden bridge over a rock garden, and now added to the physical quiet of the park is the spiritual quiet of your poem and its tenderness will last all through the night as the silent stars gradually appear and peer peacefully into my garden neighborhood.