Happy Ever After Poem by Robert Rittel

Why is it, when looking at the stars that I feel so at home?
sensing safety in that nebulous couch superdome.
Recreational abundance from the elixir of immortality,
waltzing with Aphrodite and planets symphonies.
Remembering clear that I was a king in many lives before,
and my purpose was to be, the ‘love' for all to adore.
In a another life story I was the maiden to serve my duty,
providing the unconditional sense of beauty.
As young poet to paint new visions,
short, tragic, magic transitions.
As tradesman learning the sense of values in places,
given the prize in time distinguished traces.
The honor of being the teacher providing knowledge,
values of respected discipline patronage.
Liberation from living with masters in monasteries,
being the ever student with Mercury and Jupiter in Aries.
Able to face the tragedy in forced isolation,
creating space for the subtle gestalt vacation.
Being that child again in exuberant loving expression,
feeling that everything is a magical session.
Our celestial den has space for every creature,
and many ideal black whole wishing feature.
Fallen stars and new moon darkness bright,
the promise of the happy ever after just in sight.