You asked me what we were doing
I said I didn’t know
I was peering through the telescope
And found Cassiopeia’s Heart
And now I can’t leave to go inside
I am certain I will never find it again

Let us focus and refocus
Wait for still clear nights
And imagine the whirls of red and pink
Light years diffuse but held close with a
Slim beam of light
And a remembered location
A rose in the night.