"Born out of the hundredth star" I can't help but think of the night sky. There are billions of stars, each of them making it spectacular. We are the same, each of us make the world spectacular. Great job!
The accompanying picture seems to portray an individual being rescued by a mermaid, so I guess the work is related to a mermaid myth. The words come across as a type of free association method which does not read like a recitation of linear events. Some of them do seem to point to the rescue theme, but I could not deduce anything more.
how many are those who paved for us the roads, who gave Love and sacrifices, whose names are not recognized? first I was attached to Your title, then Your photo because I'm a lover for mermaids, then as I read Your words, some of them settled inside me, You took the mermaid legend into another level, She is the timeless golden symbol of Love and sacrificing, like many others ones who might be not a shining star as She but they are there, everywhere... a poem filled with heart my friend, there is deep sadness and a tear coming from the depths into the eye. well done.
I very much enjoyed this poem, which also looks good on the page... might I ask whether you mean seamlessly in the 7th stanza... the odd neologism is fine by me tho if I am mightily mistook...... Neville
a star can only shine no matter what. not easy to always let our light shine. the clouds of life can darken us and steal happiness. who we are cannot be denied though, no matter. must be ourselves and fight the good fight. very deep, powerful and emotive ... :)
seems a tortured soul Lingering ... finding release in the dance (love that) .. also find your "..old stone" and incredible image .. that gathers warmth in the sunlight .. we usually think of stones as pretty cold .. yours gives me a completely different perspective "Joyous in form" .. the closing reminds your protagonist of the "rules" one is brought up in ... a woman is nurturing .. even if tormented in life .. carry that pain and reflect love .. the dichotomy in life not lost on me ..this line "Seamlinglessly seen too proud" i really stumble over ... Seamlinglessly is a long stretch unless it is a typo ;) life is a many splendored thing says i .. and i see glimpses of much of it in your poem .. thanks for sharing!
E.