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I thought I could catch a star. Stuck amid the night sky. To hold its illuminist soul in my hand, feeling the power it possesses. Absorbing its glow. To light my path to oneness, I thought I captured the Sun. Hanging in the balance of day and night, witness its solar happiness. To behold its inner source. Blessed beyond Universal intelligence. I thought I could grab the dusk of the moon. Swallowing its diamonds as they trail behind its glory. To obtain its knowledge and sense of knowing. So invincible is this illuminated stone. I thought I could fly with the wind. Soaring higher than the deities that occupy the clouds. I hear their whispers and turn into a dove...... If only I thought I could....

By: Tiffany K. Charles

Reviews

[McBear]

I get the feeling of "wishing" in this poem. You thought you could do many things, but you are just not ready yet. Keep on working and soon you will be able to! :)

[DorothyParker]

I really like this. Catching a star is always a difficult thing to do, but sometimes we manage to.