Shooting Stars

Stardust and comets tails

Solar winds fill heavens sails.

Blowing me

Across celestial sea.

The seven seas cast

Exactly upwards

To wet the fires

Of stars long gone cold.

Gentle hands so strong and pure

Kindling fires that must endure

To live long enough and die well enough

To inspire the likes of me.

Stardust and comets tails

Burning up so hot

Wearing destruction as a cape

Hurtling through infinite black

In search of an audience

For illumination.

I’m in the nosebleed seats,

Can’t bare to get any closer

But I’ll applaud loudly

And hope it carries as your light

Even in my death

Even as I burn up

Crossing forbidden barriers

To reach your heavenly ears.

– Vagabond Prophet