Stardust

Through my fingers I see the light passing
with such ease...
I close my hand,
I try to grab 
just 
one 
beam.

But what is the light?
Caught in my palm it turns to dark.
What is the life?
Caught in a shape it feels like thirst.
Until we turn to dust.

I think I was here,
every breath I take makes me believe that I AM.
And then, I turn around
and see my trail lost in the sand...
I stare at the sun until I go blind.

Lips. Cracked. Dry. 


Dust

Fragment

Blur in me slowly grows
images, distorts
In you

Oh the sun, my judge
oh the sun, my lover
mine

Lights me up, burns my face
but it also creates my shadows

Burns my wings and yet
it makes me want to fly.




Moonlight,
little stars, on my palms

Whispering to stars
one little word.
It took me a lifetime.

Be my solace, let me spread my wings.
Be my solace.
Be my solace, watch me spread my wings.
Watch me as I fly.

Solace

Her dark materials

This is what will happen, she said.
You won’t die. You can’t be dead.
Every particle that was once YOU
Will loosen up and flow, flow…

(Look at the sky, isn't it beautiful?)

And all your dæmons aren't just NOTHING now
All the power that was once in them
Has gone into the air
And the wind
And the trees
And the earth
And the sea
And the sun
And the clouds
And the rain
And the dark
And the light


So forget the jealous, vengeful God
and other names 
they used to describe their fear

It’s a blasphemy

STARS died so you could be alive
Nothing else
Nothing more
Nothing less

Then the STARS

And the wind
And the trees
And the earth
And the sea
And the sun
And the clouds
And the rain
And the dark
And the light

*sound clip inserted: Maori soldiers performing "haka"

Her dark materials

Roses are red, violets are blue. I am a split personality and so am I.

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Stardust

Shaita