Anyhow - I sat by your side, by the water

You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger

Though all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in december

I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember

That the meteorite is a source of the light

And the meteor's just what we see

And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee

And the meteorite's just what causes the light

And the meteor's how it's perceived

And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee

("Emily" by Joanna Newsom. Images by Nasa.) xo