Sacrosanct asterisks

Constellations,

Spattered,

All over the changing sky.

Stars,

Always our greatest solace,

Forming the mazes.

“We are the sacrosanct asterisks”

Whispering,

Acknowledging us.

In the sails of enchantment,

I will touch the stars.

My unwavering desire,

Will always keep going,

Waiting for the wondrous night.

Rotating planets,

Above the clouds,

Above the dreams.

Just a single touch…

Author's Note

Feel free!

Reviews

[Sarai Lee]

I like the comparison of your "unwavering desire" with the vastness of the universe, as well as the night and dreams being sort of infinite. Thanks for sharing this!

[R.A. Youngblood]

Thank you very much!

[Chris]

You spoke clearly and with heart.

[R.A. Youngblood]

Yeah..thanks

[Nikole]

Where I live it's actually kind of rare to see a totally clear sky at night, but when it happens...it's amazing. I think I will think of this poem every time a totally clear night occurs.

[R.A. Youngblood]

Same here. Wow, nice. Thank you very much! :D