There above the clouds,
Above the trees,
The brightest light,
Waves hello in the night sky
Calling to me.

As if the wind,
Could swoop me up,
Send me out into that deep dark sky,
To hold that star,
I wish to hold it in my hands.  

How odd it is,
To look up at it so far,
To feel its presence,
Feels like home that star,
It lays snug in the inky depths of space.

As if some great power was calling to me.