Poem in the Night Sky

Someone scratched a comma in the sky tonight
but the rest of the sentence, they didn't write--
they just left it hanging there, glowing more bright
while the sunset faded out of sight.

I wonder if this Poet with a white pen didn't write
the rest, just to see what words we might fill on the right
and the left of that mark.

(Such a simple spark!)

Or maybe it's a message in itself to say,
"Wait,
Listen,
Take a break.
The world will be clear once again,
when you wake.

"And there's enough space up here to take
everything you daydream, everything you hate
your mistakes and everything you mistake for mistakes
everything you celebrate
or hide in your pockets, afraid you're too late."

And when is too late
for the One who recreates the night sky every night,
that great, dark weight of notebook paper
never filled and always full,
its depth so glassy, and ink so bright?

So, what will you write?

Praise be to the One
who scratched a comma in the sky tonight.