How Old Is The Sky?
How Old Is The Sky?
She called out
To the vast night sky
Looked up in wonder
At billions of sparkling eyes
Staring back at her
A great leap
Hopping onto a stone
She outstretched her fingers
An attempt to clasp a star
Into her gentle fist
Autumn’s chill
Rippled down her spine
And wind shook through the trees
Awakening the world around her
A dance of crunching leaves
Her woven sweater
Kept her warmth close
Her heartbeat
Pounding like a drum
Dancing shadows all around
Enough to shake her bones
Questions swirled in her mind
As she looked to the stars
She could stay here
Forever she thought
And wait for the stars to talk
The sky gazed back and twinkled
As if holding close a secret
Of history and mysteries
Of past, present and future
One star was especially bright
Took her attention for a while
What if she were once a star
The thought made her smile
An owl sounded above
Glorious wings expanded
Taking flight towards the stars
And landing on the the moon
Soon a veil of clouds
Swallowed the moon’s light
And a yawn reminded her
It’s time to move along
The trail lit up with fireflies
Soft grasses met her feet
And before she left
She looked up to find
Billions of eyes twinkling
Telling her goodnight
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