dust

I feel

I feel the pain
I feel the chill
I feel my face
I feel my will
It’s just a strain
It’s just a phase
It’s just a hill
It’s just a lane

Just a little speck
Of dust
In this ecstasy
Of spiralling madness

She shone

Bright

In the endless blank sky

Burning gases in fury

Fury and loneliness

The brightest in the sky

‘Twas worshiped and adored

By beings she knew not

They thought she was all mighty and powerful

While the lone star believed

She was a speck in the dust