Wander Through the Night

As the storm passed

the sea hushed.

The winds aroma of salt and 

the calm waves send her in a sway.

As a child of the cosmos,

her soul belongs to the universe.

Her lungs fill with moon dust.

Her eyes gleam with constellations.

She looks to the sky, 

yearning to go home to the stars.

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