“Shooting Star…”

Looked up, in time to catch a glimpse of a shooting star.

Upon which I made a pleading wish

Grant we love, Oh! shining star.

Love without boundaries, like your movements.

The type that illuminates the galactic stratosphere of his soul.

Remnants of sparkle to eternally fuel his smile.

Herculean energy to support his backbone, as be bends backwards in preparation to release his arrow….

A man full of stern pride, he is….

Fearing the uncertainty of my dark abyss, he glides away, into a luminous direction….

Failing to conceptualize that light cannot illuminate light….

This dark abyss, Oh shooting star is where your rays would most impact…..

Shooting Star… Was written By: Yekesha Lambert Frederick © Copyright Witish 2013, All Rights Reserved.