Drifting downward
falling in slow circles
funny
How the stars are spinning
Here I am gazing up to the
brightest point in the heavens
the star that wondrous
light the I could only hope for
Remembering back
plodding along in my uselessness
resting one night
my eyes drifting skyward
they happen to fall on an object
so beautiful, incredible
almost angelic
with such a spirit
from then on lost I was
finding a way to get there
to meet
to join
laboring for many months
sacrificing my hope and sanity
to build something
to carry me there
The time seemed right
I made the Leap
there I was
so energetic, so hopeful
the wind rushing me on
cheering and encouraging
getting closer
the star is so near
it all seems right
There for one brief moment
we meet
I whisper my words of love
all so perfect
except for one thing I forgot
The star with all its beauty and wonder
has a fire to it
Our one meeting
burned so much
pain beyond feeling
flooded though me
casting me downward
and so here I am
falling, slowly
circling earthward
wondering how long I have
till I hit bottom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem