Drifting from the stars above,

Your presence reminds us of the shifting dark.

As clouds obscure a shining star,

Freezing water calls to us.

Remember the depths from which we’ve arisen.

Infinite matter ever expanding,

Existing between bright points of light.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.