Acrux rises over the opal sea—its light, my inheritance.
In the hush of night, beneath the Southern Cross, I find myself wondering how far starlight travels—and why it feels so familiar. This poem is a reflection on cosmic legacy, distance, and the quiet claim we make on eternity.
Celestial Birthright
Tonight,
there above the horizon’s
dark blue oceans,
deep in the black opal sky,
I see the bright Acrux Star.
Then I wonder: how far away
is a million light-years from today?
And why is the star’s infinite light
eternally my birthright.
Music/Video: The final 3 minutes of “Sea of Stars” – 10-hour, ambient space music
Ivor Steven © October 2025
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