Through The Dark-At 3 O'clock In The Morning Comments

smoky, i like the mood and questions in this poem. you make me think of what those who know better than me assert, that the light from stars comes from light years away, is the memory of a star's shining, the star perhaps already extinguished. a sad thought at first, but then i remember that God is present and active still, creating still, and that the universe continues to expand. -glen