Stars

Sometimes I feel like exploding,
my heart in a million shards, like a super nova
the elements so richly dense that they wish to
fall like snowflakes on weary eyes, granting hope and peace of mind
on all who cannot see stars in the dull of city lights.

The stardust glows like fireflies, lighting up a million eyes
saying, “there is more, there is hope, don’t give up.”
The elements that compose me tell of a place so heavenly, no human tower can reach and no human striving can touch such a glory.

“I want more,” says the human heart.

...to tell a story so rich, I cannot contain myself!