Meteor Shower

When the embers
of this life are glowing
in the space between
ribs near the heart;

hard wood and wool
doing their best work
to warm us,

let the universe write a letter
to the evening sky,
bright with the flashes of stars

reminding the night to let go
of grasping
and settle, relaxed
into the arms of  compassion
that guides all thoughts
embracing the ideas
that have us bound
to the impossible

and have loosed us
to find what makes us
whole.