Star—so bright, I raise my head
To see— speckled sparkling light
Wavering through wind pushing fast dark clouds.
I watched shades of darkening gray and bright white.
I lowered my head— pulled up my collar,
Mumbling on your star tonight.
“Wish I may, wish I might, that the path I follow—
Though dimly illumed—widen on this narrow—
Crescent moonlit night”.
On the darkest night –walking into the valley –with a crescent moon,
I found a star shining brightly in between the looming black stands—
Tall forest oaks, leaning birches, leafless maple trees and commanding pines.
– Mind, menaced by the dark– I kept walking alongside starlight sparkling between the trees. Flickering—glittering— decreasing my speed until I had to stop.
I stood still—looking up, I recited, “wish i may, wish i might, wish on the first star i see tonight”. Without wishing for anything and without thinking— I went home to sleep in my own bed –
awakened to a warm and reassuring sunlight.
Hear the sound of wind
Before the tree has to bend
Base yourself to ground.