Reaching for a Star

Silently I lie
in the grassy meadow,
looking up

Into the starstrewn sky
watching the twinkling points of light...

I stretch my hand above me,
hpoing to touch one night jewel,
but they are out of reach

Far away...

Then I close my eyes...

And I let my spirit soar up into the darkness...

Floating as on a current of air

And suddenly...
For an instant,
in my very hand I feel
the fiery touch of the star that I reached for
pulsating and vibrating in my grasp

And for an instant
I feel as one with space and time

And I feel that this star I am touching,
will grant my every wish,
fulfill my every Dream...
And then...
The instant is over...
The star is gone,
and I lie in the cool grass again,
the stars are out of reach...

Alone I sit,
in the confines of this small room,
looking into
the silent screen,
watching as the many words flash by.
I stretch my hand toward the screen,
hoping to touch who is writing the words,
but they are out of reach...

Far away...
Then I close my eyes...
And I let my spirit soar into the virtual light,
over the miles and landscape.
And suddenly,
for an instant
around me I feel
the warm embrace of those I reached for...
Comforting and caring for me...

And for that instant,
I feel as one with them...
Sharing our joy... Sorrow... Hope...
Giving and receiving strength from eachother...
Drying eachother's tears...

And then...
The instant is over
Their warm arms are gone...
And I sit in my room...
But...
I know that I am not alone anymore...