if you would be
a maker of icons
make them
luminous––
kindle them
in the center
of your heart
tend the sacred flames
to perfect
their light
before you fling them
into heaven
to fill the sky
with constellations
of suns & stars
telling planetary stories
that create life
out of love
& meaning out of
hope
teach us to make
magic out of
stardust
& myths so real
that all of us become
gods & live in beauty
forever