If there were no stars there would be you,
and music that my heart would soar across the land.
If my life is beautiful and more than this too,
I would be an eagle in the night flying into the day.
A beautiful heart sings out to take your hand,
but not so if my nature would have its way.
Beauty is not found in the mask or mirror,
but in truth and the openness of the spoken word.
So soon I would face any waiting task or fear,
and anxiously turn my face to the moon or the sun.
And if beyond my anxieties my heart is heard,
than perhaps at last my true life has begun.
Brian Francis Hudon
June 26, 2017
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