Of the heart flies

Shooting past the star

I wished upon when young

Living longer than any sun

Coasting through the ages

Experiencing the phases

Of the moon’s moods

And its color of blue

And my soul

Unsettled and arriving

Upon conclusions and surviving

Storms of under toes to an abyss

In dreams

I saw friends and lovers

Enemies and others

But I have never seen

Life quite like this

Written by Molly Irene / 2000