As my spirit gazed at the nighttime sky,

My mind went on an unexpected flight.

Not into darkness or light, but elsewhere.

My mind was surrounded by things unseen,

Creations only it could grasp and . . . joy.

Yet like a cry in the wind, they vanished

And were replaced by swirling mists and rain.

Through the thunderhead my spirit caught up,

Changing the storm into many bright stars.

My minds flight (now combined with my spirits’)

Discovered truth; The brightest star was her!

Now both understood. Her star is my world.

A place of happy endings and goodbyes,

Holding onto the starlight in her eyes.