star hues

he says scars are souvenirs we never lose
i say stars are tears, frozen
flickering with hues

we've always wondered if there's a color
we have not yet seen

i know it's there,
our moon shines it in
the silhouette of our trees

death acceptance:
we'll never know until our time

do we have time to understand it?
that would take hours
of musing over moons
untouchable
colors and
star hues...