Star, from where you are,
Can you see
Just how beautiful
The light you shine is?
Waxing poetic on thoughts, theory & the times
Star, from where you are,
Can you see
Just how beautiful
The light you shine is?
Stars flood the sky with light,
Whether we see them individually or not,
The stars shine,
The shooting stars blaze across the sky,
They dazzle our heart and mind,
Even when not visible to the eye
Dreamer, you will float
Tonight on weightless clouds,
Between stars that spread their rays like fingers reaching,
Outstretched to touch, to warm
The beloved cool night air
This is my practice,
My prayer,
To the spirit of existence,
To the spirit of light ,
To the spirit of what moves me
To craft symbols into words
That move the eye
and maybe the heart.
I look for your light,
You must be weary yet too,
Here, my light, for you
Thought of him
And the poetess lights up,
By starlight she feverishly crafts her song,
Of, for, inspired by
Her muse, her light