I sit and stare at stars ablaze
my mind in awe and wonder plays
a symphony of sight – no sound
as silent fires above abound
although they burn, infernos bright
no thunder for my ears – just sight
all noise in vacuum, swallowed whole
instead, fire’s music in my soul
they twinkle, sparkle, glimmer, wink
without them, night as dark as ink
my heart beats slowly in the glow
a pulse the only sound and so
the listening ears inside me deep
behold their sounds but cannot keep
the whoosh and roar from eons past
from fading into day at last
for my new blogger/poet friend, Chado
defying atrophy 
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