THE STARWINDS BLOW
of flaming fires
we over our heads see
from horizon to horizon
in the haze of the Milky Way.
from distant plains
in landscapes of gas and dust
they send us a cosmic greeting
waiting for our reply.
over blossom fields
waving trees and billowing seas:
How many worlds may be out there
flourishing with the pleasures of life?
reach out in the light of the stars -
Let us sow the seeds of the heavens,
let us float like dandelion seeds
to where the starwinds blow.