One Star

Many times I wondered

What my purpose could be,

Wandering, surrounded

But alone and not free.

I was stuck on the depths

Of an ocean of wars

Without taking steps.

Just me... and the stars.

I realized then

That one comes to me. 

I take my first breath

When that one I see.

Now my purpose is clear.

Is to give and to love

Cause I found on this star

All the dreams from above!

Now I embrace this journey

Without swords and a shield

Cause, if I ever need one

I'll hide naked in a cornfield.

This is not a love poem

Or other cliché common thing.

Is to remind you the importance

That this journey may bring.

And if we separate for some reason...

Stop, read this and sing.

28 - Set - 2020