Space Crumb

Under the dim light
of twelve stars

hundreds
of thousands
of hectares
of crusty firmament
slowly baking
in arid desolation

A mysterious sphere
without invitations

dangling in the cosmos

awaiting
the zenith of eternity

in indifference
like a giant crumb

untasted
undervalued
overlooked
insignificant

wondering
whether it will be
anointed with raining souls
spewing in the distance
from shooting stars