feeling the earth carrying your weight
deep beneath
the bed
the floor
the house
trusting the earth with yourself
getting a little bit lighter while
breathing light
floating on a stream of consciousness
close to the coast of sleep
gone for a moment
then
imagining
your mystical twin
a galaxy girl you’re told
dressed in the deep hue called midnight
not black not blue
the universe is her maxi coat
her turned up collar star-struck
her shoulders and sleeves criss-crossed
by trailing comets
the highways of heaven running
down her universal coat
she says the stars are the answer
I’m running a star train bringing
the lights of night
to earth as ideas
for solutions
you can read them by numbers she says
in the great constellations
her colour is your long-lost
colour of inspiration
midnight
to wear it you must be rooted
in the universe not in earth
so mostly you gave up and chose
navy or black
you’re sensing she’s genuine
a real starlink
smiling at you with bristling hair
scrunched up on top of her head
with an asteroid belt
but her soft teenage features
defenceless her rosy-cheeked bloom
paling in earth’s early morning
afraid she’ll fade
you’re getting the message
she needs the company
of teens like herself
earth children boisterous
benign but without
her delicacy
you say come with me
I’ll facilitate
come and meet the earth kids that care
then you fall asleep
in the morning you decide
to go back to teaching
Vera Kelgart (with self-healed Isis crystal ‘Astra’) 2019
