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“Stars”

by Dusty Gibson

“Stars”

As the first golden star was born into the universe, scented with the most pleasurable smell of hope and life, the moon cried out with joy. Excited to see the fruit of her love with the sun come to pass.
The stardust it created blew out into the universe creating solid stars that need not be grounded as it did upon the moon to sustain its immortal being. They twinkled, danced throughout. Blinking at the worlds closest to them.
The sun knew the moon needed help alighting all the different worlds for it did not burn hot like fire as the sun did. The moon was silver and cool. So they collaborated to help the moon keep many worlds lit during the night.
This is how stars began their lives, as one passes on into the next life, the flower star on the moon blows life of a new star, born from its stardust, to take the old one’s place. This is the story of the birth of stars.

©Dusty Gibson 10/4/19

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Written by Anne Thrope

Ellen S. Breiling, aka Anne Thrope, is a multiple award-winning, published poet appearing in various poetry anthology books and magazines, with a forthcoming book, "Full Circle: 360° Poetry" - due for release Fall, 2020. She is the Chief Administrator of the US/Canada region for Motivational Strips, the world's largest writer's forum, the founder of Full Circle Poetry, and she manages 360° Poetry, a personal poetry blog, all can be found on Facebook. Ellen is an approving editor for the Bharath Vision website, affiliated with Motivational Strips. She is also a co-author of the poetry book, "Chasing Zephyrs." She was recognized by The Government of Peru as one of the world's foremost contemporary writers and awarded accordingly. And on the occasion of India's 74th Independence Day in 2020, Ellen was among the world's most highly respected poets to receive an award directly from the Government of Gujarat and the Gujarat Sahitya Akademi in celebration.

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