Reflection

It's of light from near and far

Bridge streetlamps and long dead stars

Strange bedfellows of the night

Both offering back 

From moon mirrored river

Commingled reflections shimmering

In soft golden light

Small voyage

From green patinated lampposts

To river’s oil slick canvas below

Light conjoined in abandon

From rays of ancient orbs

Of once fiery giants

Now reduced to mellow glow

From stars long dead 

Now no more 

Than cinders and gas

Long since returned 

To stardust whose light 

In eternal flight

Yet reflects in river’s

…looking glass…

Author's Note

Reflect on this one a while if you please