The Starstruck Mind

Fri, 04/18/2014 - 00:40 -- nklu

I sit and stare,

My mind a blur,

With little sparks around. 

 

They dance and sing,

and start whistling,

Hence creation starts to flow. 

 

My head attuned, 

My heart balloons,

Skyward my mind flies.

 

What makes this change,

My thoughts arranged,

Where Brilliance be the norm?

 

A loving touch,

Some words of hope,

Allows my stars to soar. 

 

 

 

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