I imagine
Sirius stealing the Spotlight with a boisterous voice
Toasting to Regulus who nods sagely in a tweed coat and top hat.
A portly Ursa Major comforting herself with savory gustation
as she rues the distance of her tormented yet dedicated Orion
accompanied by his Canis Major and Canis Minor.
Though they are hidden on this eve of rain and clouds
I let their unseen light and conviviality
guide me
like the explorers of yore.
My auspicious astrolabe.
The Bird's Song 