Star light

                                                                      

A shining star that sparkled so bright was afraid to go out into the night to wander and be free, so her light began to dwindle and fade so that hardly a soul could see.  Then one night she recalled that it was not darkness that emanated from her core, and the illumination became so blindingly intense that it seemed foreign.
 Reaching out to the cosmos she cried, and ran towards the shadows that once kept her confined. Feeling lost, confused, and beaten she called out for help, not knowing what to expect, she waited until there was a glimmer of light. Realizing that the mere thought of remaining in the shadows was an illusion designed to confine her light, a fresh star was born that night.
Within the darkest hour she rekindled, sparked, and ignited her brilliant star light allowing it to flow free. Turns out this was always how things were meant to be. Stars light up the night, and shadows making it easier to find your path in this vast universe while collectively adding unspeakable beauty.
Make a wish tonight.

Ghosts from the past haunt me, reaching out they call to me.
Crying out for them to come out of the shadows, and into the light they surround me in the dead of night.
Love that remains within does not die, even if that person is no longer present in life.
Carry their memory in your heart, giving them an eternal light lit by your soul.
Revere the memories that made you cherish them so.
Never allow that memoir to fade away, thus keeping them alive in your heart.
Take comfort when you feel them near, know that they visit you often.
Certain ties cannot be unbound, or broken, they hold true throughout the ages.
True love is eternal, ageless, transcendent.
 

Haunted

Haunted by apparitions from the past, as I gaze through the looking glass can be a compellingly tragic and  beautiful occurrence. Lost in another time and place, recalling a sweet embrace, I still feel your kiss burning on my lips, etched upon my soul. Time passes yet the memory never fades. Feels as though a ghost just touched my essence, a phantom that is lurking near? Perhaps a sign of the coming times, or is someone saying goodbye?