The Star in You

To the Woman Who Looked Through the Cracked Window and Thought She Saw a Star

To the Woman Who Looked Through 
the Cracked Window and Thought 
She Saw a Star

I like your optimism, your ability
to see through the cracks
in the windshield of life.

That crack in the window
could be a bullet hole, could have
resulted in loss of life,

but you see the spiraling array
as a miracle, a daytime star
shining bright against adobe wall.

What if a crack like that appeared
in my mirror, in my magnifying
glass, in my binoculars? 

I would see myself tattooed
with stars, see myself as light.
I would see stars dance across

my books, my pill bottles, my
grocery lists. Everything marked
with an asterisk.

I could look out into the world
with my binoculars, see the starry
universe up close, know

the starry-eyed deer, the star-
struck tops of trees, the star-
bright flowers intimately.

To the woman who looked through 
the cracked window and saw a star,
You are a star. 

Laura L. Hansen

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