to catch a star

 
my silence falls heavy on my mind
it always worries me when my internal voice quiets
I don't know what to think or where I've gone
I suppose I am hidden in my sacred places
where the sanctity of sanity is guarded

I wonder why my melancholy takes me there?
what is apparent I don't see?

solace is given me in the form of succor
the divine takes me to its breast and I feed
wisdom is imparted only when my voice is still
then I can hear the words whispered to my mind

it takes great effort to listen in a meditative state
so often my soul wants to wander
wondering at the universes
and not paying attention to what is in front of me

I play among starlight
the cosmos shimmers and I am delighted
I catch myself daydreaming
sigh to catch a star daydreaming about me