Starry night

 

Starry night,

dreams drift

across your light,

stories projecting

in the sparkling unknown.

And I’m home,

letting them drop around me

like snowfall from heaven.

 

Starry night.

The swirling blues,

the purples mixed

into magenta hues,

the dots of yellow and white,

the perfect sight.

And in amongst your rainbow

dreams, those seed sown

in fitful sleep sweep up

the stardust and build

a new story for us.

 

And I wish to walk

into this new world

with a bravery unmatched.

To not fear what may

lay along the path.

I wish to walk with my eyes open wide.

To see every starburst sight

illuminate my mind.

I want to follow where

the shooting stars guide.

Whilst watching comets glide

like swans upon a glassy lake.

 

But where did the laughter go?

Why does it feel like

I’m walking in treacle?

Why does it feel so cold,

when your heart burns like the sun?

 

So starry night

inspire in me the strength I need

to keep facing every obstacle,

to keep jumping every hurdle

even when my knees feel weak and frail,

and when I fail lift me up, dust me off

with your starry love,

and show me that

there is more to come,

and that no matter

how alone I may feel,

I always have you to call upon.