I catch a star and hold its fire,

ablaze like a heart with brilliant desire.

I watch it sparkle and dance so wild,

and hear a tinkling, the laugh of a child.

Oh star, please light a soul tonight,

and the evening sky will shine eternal, bright:

A burning glow crackles through my blood and veins,

consuming; and my spirit stirs from where it’s lain.

Awake, the waving trees do cry,

Awake, and with a leap to the heavens I fly,

winged with gossamer threads so very fine,

spun from clouds and dreams, they glisten and shine.

Wheeling and soaring into the light,

alongside dragons, blinded, by glory and might,

I feel a rush: fresh wind against bare skin.

Exhilarate; and with a smile, I raise my chin.