standing here on the edge of an island surrounded by a sea of ice to thin to walk on i look up to the stars to if anything can save me but there is nothing the day hides it all but there is one i feel its connection with me and so i wait for the night once it arrive i see it clear now this bright orange star casting it light down on to the ice and with out a thought i follow it's light and there it leads me to safety in a garden of flower and fruits i'm now so tired i just wish to collapses  but i don't i lie down on this soft grass in this garden staring up at the sky