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Beneath these distant, twinkling sparks

Is a child staring

Lips parted in wonder

The sky whispers through a smile

She listens and nods

A carpet of star-dusted ink

Fingers of grass tickle her ears

A twilighted house

One window glows with soft sulfur

The night sky lifts her up

And teases her with a touch of infinity

"Climb into me," it asks

"just for a little while."

A laugh, a wistful shake of her head

God sighs

"Someday then."

She nods, folds one knee across the other

Perches her head on x'ed elbows

And finds herself

Brushing her thoughts

In the currents

Of the night sky