When you wish upon a star, are you praying to god or God? Is it from the heart or your mind that you hope for an answer? Are they one and the same in time?
We come from star stuff say some wise folk. Others preach from dust we come and dust we go. Many wonder at the nature of life; so short does it shine – gathering within it time sublime while blind minds feast with no rhyme. Is there fire in the soul for both sights to please?
Out there, out there – in deep time somewhere – dare we dream of the journey of our beginning? Does that mean we start at the end; how should we compare? Will we know the peace of life that spills from within us? Shall we just bask in the dust sprinkles golden with truths many say we must.
When you wish upon a star, are you being real or trying to feel? Is it from dreams hidden in your You; sparking itself alive like mind-fire true. Glory! Star Stuff and God Dust – pray tell – it that you looking back from heaven upon yourself? Or is it your heart telling you mind to get over itself and adjust.
“When your heart speaks, take good notes” ——Unknown
Excerpt from “Rainbow Stories and Waterfall Men” – a collection of poems and prose.
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