I journeyed far above the sky

Where I met a man on the moon.

He gave me star that guided me through dark space.

I found my trajectory.

Until alas, my palms began to radiate and inflame.

From tender warmth to tender pain

I looked down at the red heat, opened my grasp and let the star float away.

The dust glittered as it drifted on.

And there it was

I began to feel and see the electricity spiral inwards.

The pulverulent clouds of dust will allow new bodies to form.

A wish to be granted in time.

While other eyes graze the very same stardust that will someday collide.

-AKS