Starbird
The dark is coming,
stars arriving.
In the evening at the retreat
we sit in meditation.
The dark comes thick
as needed winter quilting.
The cosmos pulses
in its amniotic coat.
Behind closed eyes
I sit, a star-bird
in the dark night sky
on my spacious nest.
©Susa Silvermarie 2026
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