Night Sky from 912 – a poem by Tyler Rogness

Night Sky from 912

Open like the evening, heart, in wordless wonder:
            mark the whirling earth who bears
                        still waters; how still
            the stars recall their dance — not
                        a misstep, no mistakes —
            but every one in perfect place
                        as painted
            on their velvet bed.

I rest my head below the bear, and hers —
            a stranger here —
and ember down with our chariot star.
Let there be night, my restless soul.
            Break open like the even.

Tyler Rogness is learning to live on purpose, and to sink into the small moments that fill a life. He loves deep words, old books, good stories, and his wonderful family who put up with his nonsense. His poetry has appeared in the Agape Review, The Habit Portfolio, and the Amethyst Review. More of his work can be found at awakingdragons.com.