THE STARS, A LINE

by Prativadi Bhayankara Raghu Vir Acharya

I suppose it's worth noting

When the stars align
The freight train, the bald eagle
Against the sunset, this city's skyline.

I suppose it's worth noting

When you have beaten the lies and jumped the line
Late in the day, nude to the new world
Faced the sunlight with a trained mind.

One evening, with a friend and a dog

I stood on the mound to wait, an inner god to awake
To awake and untangle my knotted crest
With his freight train running, his sunset
His eagle above the rest.

You are worth noting, your story worth telling

For all this, I cannot offer a dime
But, here are some dots to connect, and
Your stars to align.