A night <br />scattered with stars <br /> <br />each star <br />so clear <br /> <br />in its perfect <br />isolation <br /> <br />you feel as if you are <br />about to pluck it <br /> <br />from its position <br />examine it <br /> <br />put it <br />exactly back <br /> <br />watch as time & the world <br />come apart <br /> <br />(watch as neither match) <br /> <br />each minute <br />like a bead of prayer <br /> <br />fumbled through fingers <br />in its litany of despair <br /> <br />a rosary of <br />hopelessness <br /> <br />the back of her hand <br />resting in the palm of mine <br /> <br />stupidly the thought <br />crossing my mind <br /> <br /> <br />“She made <br />this hand...” <br /> <br />And now she searches <br />for her dying <br /> <br />sees it reflected <br />in our faces <br /> <br />our grief <br />her mirror <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />each star <br />a tear <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />in the perfection <br />of its isolation <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />never so alone <br />as here <br /> <br /> <br />as now <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />the Milky Way <br />spilt across the sky.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-so-alone-as-here-in-memory-of-my-mother/
