Fallen Star

we could fly

said the voice

if we only try

we could make mountains from rain

in solitude

climb to find the party started without you

we could be together

it said

connected through heart and head

making fires to warm soft flesh

in tune with each others tenderness

we are one

said the voice

and our own

the thumb is not the pinky

and yet they form the hand

both needed to till the land

go deep

similarites abound

both structures built through sound

vibrating at force

to high for ear to hear

but can be percieved

with perspective washed clear

all the same, just a different note

the universe in symphony

the ballad God wrote

our holy job is to be ourselves

scream our note

make it clear

we will love and not fear

make the song impossible not to hear

at that moment hearts will finally appear

as they are

a small piece of perfection

Gods fallen star