by Sandi Rauwolf

Created on: December 21, 2009

The Star

Endless waves of turmoil,

Ocean rises, ocean lies,

If I could only reach the Star from atop this wave.

Suddenly, swoosh,

Down I go,

Grabbing sand just beneath the water.

Calmness.

If only the wind would pickup I could top the wave again.

Fist still clenched tightly filled with sand.

Wind, wind where are you?

Suddenly, swoosh

Up I go.

So much happiness in my heart,

The Star is now within reach.

I open my fist to grab the Star,

And there amongst the sand,

Is a perfect pearl.

My eyes become fixed upon the pearl.

Waves rise up and waves go down,

Each dip,

A pearl surfaced.

Endless pearls strung together by time,

Form a beautiful treasure.

The wave rises,

A bright glimmer in the sky catches my eye,

My eyes once again focus upon the Star.

It’s so beautiful, so perfect!

Then just for a moment,

My eyes shift to the pearls,

And down I go into another dip.

Another pearl gained.

The wave rises again,

My eyes gaze upon the Star.

It is so magnificent!

How did I ever lose sight of it?

For the first time my eyes remain focused on the Star.

The pearls no longer a thought,

Suddenly I realize the wave doesn’t dip.

I go to reach for the Star but somehow it is now a part of me,

Perfectly positioned above my head like a beautiful halo.

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