Soar With the Stars...

Laying back,head rested on a mossyrock comforts of home find a way under the stars lakeshore with the stone held in hand Eyes of coal fixate yonder discovering outer border mass celestial wonders masked in mystery Mysterious yes,it may seem pondering the event horizon of self thine eyes the only seperator of the infinite celestial,and the infinite beastial of human nature Stone in hand I begin to understand the inner transformation which changes the eyes of coal into the diamond reflected universe The deep space within,and hidden behind crystaled eyes untold glories,and untold stories waiting to be discovered contemplation beauty to behold It's somewhat funny tho' the more I handle my precious stone embedded are the glitters on my fingertips The star of I dancing with celestial cousins hoping to only understand our true purpose as we all wait to soar like aboves shooting stars.....