Someone flicked it from His thumb and sent it shooting 'cross the sky
Somewhere between the wee hours of three and four and five.
An astronomical value made up of speed and dirt and shine;
I thought with just a wish that I could make it mine.
Chunks of shattered space screaming from the heights
Mesmerize a little girl who wishes upon lights.
I wished upon so many with half-hearted, whimsied view;
To see one tail-spinning; it seemed right to do.
What irony to hope upon a thing that only burns!
A falling star just falls; to the sky it won't return.
A wish it cannot carry, even if you hope enough,
Because it only falls one way, and that way is not up.
Instead it trails across the sky and goes out with a hiss,
Content in it's fragile splendor and single moment of bliss.
I watched it fade away that night, under the Milky Way;
This frightening, vicious creature that comes out just once to play.
It's cyan-violet vapor tail was all that was left thereafter,
And soon that also phantomized into a dead ghost's banner.
from 'Maiden Voyage'©kakarigeikogirl