What greater delight,
Could the sky offer at night,
That compares to stars?
As if on cue a curtain,
Ethereal and unfolding.
What greater delight,
Could the sky offer at night,
That compares to stars?
As if on cue a curtain,
Ethereal and unfolding.
Tonight, star gazing!
Hoping for a shooting star
To catch my wishes
I feel young! And I feel old…
As my eyes wane with the moon.
My friend died today
And all the stars are weeping
Even our fair sun
Burned in sadness and anger
Soothed only by cotton clouds.
Let my candle burn
The brightest flame it can be
Against darkest night
I wish to shine like a star
Reflecting in deep blue hues
The sun sets beyond,
A yawning horizon line,
Capped white waves rolling,
Sprinkled with a sailors song,
For swimming fish and starlight.
Down by the old stream,
We sang our songs by starlight,
Built boats out of bark,
Leaves, flowers, and a candle
To carry our wish to sea.
The sun dips lower,
As we ascend the mountain,
Ahead, an unknown,
An unexplored horizon,
Outlined by Orion’s bow.
She’s skinny dipping,
Unashamed. Of her pale skin,
Luna jumps right in!
Splashing through the Milky Way,
“Floating stars come out and play?”
Stars will pass us by~
On the Milky Way express~
We are unafraid!
Comfort lies with our journey,
Not cosmic destinations.
exhausted I fall
deep into a feathered dream
through the shadowed gate
just past the midnight draw bridge
a starlight palace awaits