Edge of the Stars
At the edge
of the stars
there is a wish
that lingers.
I sent it up
a long time ago,
to hang on
a sliver of moon.
It stayed there
shimmering,
reminding me
of the dreams
of a young heart.
I see it still
in the twilight sky
where the crack
between wake
and sleep meet.
It's comforting
there and
continues to
guide me. . .
to be brave
enough to be
curious,
bold enough
to wonder,
daring enough
to imagine,
to be wise enough
to remain a
little child
at heart.
Posted by Amanda at February 05, 2003 11:03 PM
