The Sky at Night
The sky at night’s
a little darker now,
a hole in fabric
no-one else can fill;
for it was never the answers
but the questions,
never the stars
but the brightness of those eyes,
extinguished now.
And I’d like to think you’re out there somewhere
finding all the answers
the truth and nothing but the truth
the questions we never asked;
free falling through space
as we watch the sky at night
earthbound and ignorant
pin pricked ephemera
to this allotted place in time.
R.I.P. Patrick Moore 1923 - 2012
David Blake
Wed 6th Feb 2013 19:26
Brilliant tribute Isobel. Really enjoyed reading this.