Armfuls of Stars
I want to gather armfuls
of stars,
for you.
A thousand winking lights
may not even be enough.
Illumination,
is your salvation.
You have been shrouded,
a cloak of invisibility,
but I
pierced the fog.
You are
not what people think,
incomprehensible, ingenious,
you are the light
in all of us.
Flame,
beloved warmth,
it is time for you
to start burning.
of stars,
for you.
A thousand winking lights
may not even be enough.
Illumination,
is your salvation.
You have been shrouded,
a cloak of invisibility,
but I
pierced the fog.
You are
not what people think,
incomprehensible, ingenious,
you are the light
in all of us.
Flame,
beloved warmth,
it is time for you
to start burning.