Just when the wind decides
To blow away all which resides
The moon emerges with such a force
The tides they pull and push their course.
Across the sky a star
Of all who see
And captures a wish
Or maybe three.
Do you think that star
That you are you and
I am me? Do you think it really
knows how captivated we are
As it glows? Our hearts make wishes
Upon the arrival and look for reasons
to set our minds upon it.
A star it fell into the earth
It left a crater with its girth
Fell right through my heart
And left a hole inside let’s start
With a thought a glimpse of fate
i really like this. do the things we place value on even recognize the value we place on them. do they value or even recognize us. I guess i fall for that stuff sometimes and it careens towards me. not as much as before. i tend to put my heart out for the literal these days. the figurative has too many possibilities and i found my interpretations were too often just what i wanted to see. and the whole not knowing when things aren't concrete can be confusing. oh well. this just got me thinking a little so i figured i'd share. sorry if i'm all over the place.