Ancient Light

a field fringed

with brushes of branches, 

fingertip fronds,

painting the heavens

in incremental shades

of violet.


while the stars wink,

and metallic fireflies

streak the sky,

returning their call


green and red.

hundreds of hearts

thousands of feet above,

looking down,

as I gaze up

and back in time,

at ancient light.


in a meadow ring,

 at the top of a hill

i think

of the widening circles,

 and light,

and time,

and the North Star,


of the heart,

a beacon shining

between yours

and mine.


© M.G. Iannucci 2017

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