Wish on a star

A beautiful starlit night sky brighten earth

Illuminating her quite like a pathway showered wit delights after two shooting stars clash

Only to create beauty that transcends mans sensibilities
A divine spectacle so rare, magic so pure, truth so real

But, each twinkling star has a story

One born from the crying eyes of a lovelorn soul
Someone's heart broken, someone's heart whole
This precious finds her way out, lingers on the cheek for a while, and then, transforms herself into a rare star

She makes her way to the quiet night sky
Only to reveal herself in the dark of the night
Was she a tear of sorrow or a tear of joy?
Her origin is of consequence, yet, in a way, of no consequence

She is up there twinkling her heart out
This tear survived the path of fire with flames that attacked her vulnerability and gentleness
Threatening to annihilate her
But, she walked on, only to emerge, pure, precious, beautiful, healed

A tear to a twinkling star
Born in someone's eyes
Abandoned on a path of flames
And finally, lives now through the beauty of a star

She is forgiveness, forgiveness is her...