Star hunter

Sep 21, 2007 14:45

You walk on clouds
gazing to the night sky

You reach as far
into the air
as your arms will
let you

You stretch
you jump
trying to grasp
the most
sparkling star
to place
in your bag

You are struck
by a falling star

It hits your shoulder
and falls to your hand

You pay it
no mind
and let it
slip from
your fingers

You continue
back to work
stretching and jumping

Believing the most
beautiful stars
are the ones
just out of your reach

chris, poetry

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