Not until we are lost do we begin to find ourselves--
Henry David Thoreau

Sunday, November 2, 2008

the adoration of a star

i am a bright star
in a sky full of stars
i see you
do you see me?

i am a bright star
in the evening
in the morning
behind some other stars

i wave to you
point a pointy star appendage your way
and you twinkle with delight

i am a bright star
somewhere in someone's sky
sometime
i am gleaming
and i reach out to touch you
and you are light years away

i am a bright star
in the northern sky
i am a bright star
grinning
at you and
dancing
with you
next to a new moon

i am a bright star
ever watching you
ever wondering where YOU are.

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