The Director

The Poet's Stage
2003-02-14 17:03:32 (UTC)

Wish Upon a Spirit The clouds..


Wish Upon a Spirit

The clouds slowly shift in the sky
Revealing the tranquility of the stars.
Each one a spirit,
Each one a soul.
The glow of the moon turns the darkened night
Into an almost heavenly glow.
I close my eyes as I see one spirit
Shoot across the ebony vastness…
I wish to myself, a secret wish
No one else will know.

The spirit seems to hear my plea
And twinkles on its journey…
As if to tell me
“All is well”.
Searching for another shooting star,
The clouds come forging back into view,
Hiding from me the glow of the moon and stars.
All is well…
There is always another night sky.

By: STATPal
3/14/03




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