There Is A Star

by Bevan McShea

In 1 of those Moments

Of quiet, still silence

Those times of awareness

Of both Singing

And Silence

I find my face reflecting

The Red flash of sirens

On an East Village corner

Cars stopped by the light

My eyes rise over buildings

And fly to the sky

An Indigo blur

A lone star above

A Light in the vast space

The Embrace of the Ancients

And GOD Is That Light

And I Am

That Star

(East Village, New York City, 2003)