Up The Hill The Stars Appear

Up The Hill As The Stars Appear

Up the hill, the stars appear,

A quiet light, so calm, so near.

Each step brings air that’s cool and clear,

The world below fades soft, sincere.

No sound but leaves beneath my tread,

And whispers where the path has led.

At last I pause, my telescope set,

The night’s alive, the frame is met.

The stars above, they call, they glow,

Through polished glass, their shapes I know.

A steady hand, a patient eye,

Reveals the wonders of the sky.

Now no turn for home, excited to show,

The universe’s secrets, all aglow.

The climb was worth it, the journey complete,

To share this magic, this quiet feat.