Lone star

A lone star 

Sparkling up in the inky sky,

Lighting up the dark canvas

A Compass to hold on.

I am looking at you,

Sitting on a swing,

In a deserted park

I find a belonging in you.

The wind ruffles my hair

My fingers in an eagerness to type the thoughts racing through.

You seem like a symbol of comfort

For those lost on a lonely voyage.

They don’t know the fires inside you

Storms raging through 

That are Setting you ablaze.

You shine bright,

The explosions of desolation and despair.

But to someone who loves you,

Finds their hope in you

You are the most beautiful.