Cling to the Stars

I cling to the Stars as a child to its Father;

I hold fast to the shadowing echo of what lies beyond my imagination.

What my eyes cannot see,

my ears cannot hear,

what my hands could not hold,

It is all they long for.

My heart is maddened by this side of eternity,

the wrenching darkness of this breath sends me into the night sky.

So.

I cling to the Stars as a child to its Father;

I hold fast to the shadowing echo of what lies beyond my imagination.