between leaning and dreaming...

Maxfield Parrish  ‘Stars’ 1926

to wish upon a star

we look with our

heads back and

our necks craned

with our palms up and

out we tremble with impermanence

we must never forsake love

in any form, even if we ourselves

cannot understand the ramparts

it leaves us with

life is filled with it and

it will always find us

even in our quietest moment

asking us to take stock

of what we have or can ever know and

it says to empty everything that stays

inside us and to understand

that wind and time

carves us all, stardust again...

EJR ©