For Jen On Her Birthday

Star beams and dark spaces,
lone mortals finding their way
by night, moving helter skelter
and loosing their way by day.

Who are you to those who want
answers? Who are you to those
who cling to the earth like ice
to blades of grass?

You are the sign and symbol,
breath itself as the cosmos
breathes in, breathes out, entire
galaxies form in your every move.

And we shall have to wait and see
what the Hand guides, for not even
those who Know now so well can
see into the infinity of it all.

Celebrate, rejoice in your creation
and we will all follow for, in the dropping
of our pretenses what else is there to do...
save celebrate with you?