A Distant Star

P. Platt

As a star in the distant night I feel very little, In a universe so big and A world so small.
I will always be here As a tiny reality, But my soul travels on In a flicker of life.
The ghosts of the past Eventually catch up to me. Running, running Finally, I breathlessly stop.
Before me I see A forest of a thousand trees. And there stands a child Beckoning for me to take hold.
Together we enter the darkness And look into the night so black. I asks of the child,"Which path of many, should we take?"
A twinkle of the star Can barely be seen Leading the way, Through the tangled maze.
She takes a firm grasp of my hand, And points the way down a path
With the star to guide the way. At the sounds in the still night Of the unknown, unseen Fear enters my heart
And she takes tighter hold. My fear begins to leave me And is replaced By a feeling of inner peace.
As we struggle on together I again look up at the night And see that my star Is starting to glow brighter
Shedding light on the path Of my life, With my child to guide the way.