A Moving Star Poem by Janet Willemien Mulligan

I am a part of what we can sense,
A natural condition is embedded so dense.
Deep, somewhere, inside of me
Is a history of man’s decree.
I store the records from time
Carry them along genetically.
But they are not really mine,
You see,
I draw you in magnetically.
I bring the gifts for those too heavy,
So lives’ tales become much more steady.
For it is in me, that you want.
Maybe you feel the energy I candidly flaunt.
And the love is, really, yours
You see,
I am just the mirror
Reflecting your true beauty.