If You Could Grasp A Shooting Star

by One Time, One Chance

There.
In the distance.
If you reach;
Just far enough;
You can grasp it;
Hold it tight;
Against your chest;
And ponder;
And remember.

Run your finger;
Lightly, as if;
Handling a beauty;
You couldn’t imagine;
Along the streaked;
Vivid colors of the sky;
Accept that you can fly;
And you will soar.

The star you’re holding;
Will bestow upon you;
Dreams;
Hope;
Belief;
The true intention of God;
The meaning of life.

Let the tears stream;
Meander and swirl;
This is simply a stage;
Where you leave yourself;
And head to a place;
You perceive when you’re born;
And is the final image of death;
True perfection;
If you could grasp;
A shooting star.

There.
In the distance.
Reach.
Dream.
Reveal.
Live.
Remedy.

Comments

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  1. If You Could Grasp A Shooting Star

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    Posted 5 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    I don’t even have words for this. There’s something so profound about it. It’s very powerful and serene at the same time. It makes me think of walking barefoot in the twilight along the beach, and you look up, and there’s the very first star…and just wow. I adore this piece. 50*
    LoA

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