All around me it is dark
All around me it is dark,
yet one star is shining bright
The moon has hidden behind clouds,
and I'm standing in star's light.
Million lightyears I have to travel,
if I would wish to see it closeby.
But then reality might be disappointing,
I'd rather dream and mystify.
It is cold and I am shivering,
time to return to the warmth of stove.
Star's story will stay unrecovered,
Because…Hey, I'm not a philosophe.
Worldwide © 2001 by Titia Geertman