I am a star
that burns off in the distance.
hanging from a string I helplessly sit.
eventually me along with this string
will burn up.
Forever hidden from view.
While another star will be free
To hang in my place.
before this happens, I would like to move
closer to you.
pulled closer in your orbit.
To be somewhere in your nebula.
Far from where I am now.
To help guide one galaxy to the next.
Even in dust.
I am hung and placed far from the void
away from you.
eventually me along with this string
will burn up.
Eventually I'll twinkle close to you.
Shimmering in the light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem