Starfall When I look up, Fog veils the mountain Outside the cafe Window, an ethereal Blanket enfolding trust. Mint tea and guitar And the galaxy of mist Assures me that the Light is coming, though Hidden from view. Below, rain falls like stars Onto the puddle’s surface. Planets bubble and Burst, echoing circles In their wake.
Lauren H. White teaches, writes and gives her daughter piggy-back rides in Chattanooga, Tennessee. She has been published in the The Mighty, Fathom magazine, The Fallow House, and ELLA library’s Reflections on Generosity and Thanks. You can connect with her on Instagram @healbipolarandbeyond and at laurenhwhite.com.
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