"Stars"
I dream of the stars in heaven
I Wish I could reach them with my fingertips
I wish i could gather them into baskets like biscuits
I don't usually go out at night but it matters very little
I know they are up there in heaven
they fill me with a faraway emotion, making me to dream
This faraway emotion is so beautifully blended with the cottage hearth
inside my heart, always the stark contrasts between
sunrise and sunset, morning and evening, spring and fall,
the rising and setting of the sun, the sleeping of the living
and the way the blue stars watch over us all from heaven,
I think they are angels and I think they are good
if i am ever in danger, i will contact a star in the sky
and ask it what i should do, i haven't made a wish
in a good long time stars are the oracles of time