Oh, starry night…

Oh, starry night…
Streaking, shimmering, blinking lights…
An elixir to all life below…
Here I can make myself one with the universe.

It is all perfectly in tune like an orchestra…
Not like our “eat or be eaten” world…
It’s voice quite clear, but few listen…
Taking for granted their greatest treasure.

I wait and wait for it to happen…
I can’t stare at anything for long before it turns into food…
The stars turn into chocolate covered animals…
And dance all about.

Oh how I wish I could eat a star…
But I think that would mess up the universe…
And I wouldn’t be following the philosopher’s dream…
Trading the eternal, for a piece of chocolate (Tough choice.)

Maybe I wasn’t made to be a philosopher…
Once a hound, always a hound…
Tonight I’ll try to count the stars again….
But I think the same thing will happen.

I love you,

Annie