a strong fixation
in a starry oblivion
the wishes plummeted
to a shower of meteors
take an eye lash
a lucky penny
whisper to no one
but to the wind itself
no one knows who's listening
yet we all clutch our hearts
our desires and fears
our hopes and dreams
into the palm of our fists
and wonder if this small
token of appreciation
can grant the wishes
we all hope
in true passion
and helpless
wonder