Friday, May 24, 2013

Vocation


As I watched the night sky
from the wooden dock
I had painted gray earlier in the day

I saw an airplane fly,
its red port-light blinking all the while,
right through the Big Dipper

nearly clipping one of those stars
of that constellation,
which was tilted upside down at the time

and seemed to be pouring whatever it held
into space one big dipperful at a time

and that was when I discovered
poised right above me
a hitherto unknown constellation

composed of six stars,
two for the snout and the four behind
for the pigs trotters

though it would have taken some time
to make anyone see that.

But since there was no one there
lying next to me,
my constellation of the Pig
remained a secret

and a bright reminder
after many jumbled days and nights,
of my true vocation-

keeping an eye on things
whether they existed or not,
recumbent under the random stars.

Vocation by Billy Collins

Happy weekend all!
 much love, Ro


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