Re-birth

I like to look deep into the night,
Listen to the sound of stars falling,
I am alone,
Only in solitude do I see you clearly,
In fact, we all seem to be broken in places,
sometimes we find the things that can heal the ones we see,
like music, or art, or nature or poetry,
then there are people who come along,
and surely enough,
they touch you deep like the way only the moonlight can touch the sea
they mend the holes in your soul
and before you know it,
you realize they made you whole again,
you are re-birthed
re-birthed from the kindness and love they willfully give
nothing so beautiful as that. 

-C.M.

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