stars falling
to a person looking from below
it’s beautiful
it’s hope
a shower of light
a chance to touch
something rare
keep it in your heart
but how does it look
from above?
like all of that hope
that love
burning up
in one final cry
to say i was here.

A lilybud blossomed
into an illuminating light
as it took a leap of hope
of its last fall of life
away from the heart
of the hearth
we call sky.

An iridescent flash
in the darkest of the dark
ready to grant a wish tonight.