Stars

 He was a named star

And he took every chance to shine

His face sparkled with smile,

 his eyes with twinkles 

And sometime with tears 

But what was to be seen 

were the traces he left with his hands

On the canvas he touched 

His strokes were shaped 

after the movements of dancers

His colors were bold in protesting 

the dullness of any gray day

The shadows were there 

to embolden the light

And there was really no need for words

Because wonders speak loud for themselves.

That night as we talked I understood 

 even stars take a beating at times

And May fall on their knees, 

into sadness, or into oblivion 

We are reminded

that being humble and small

is matter of fact the state we are in 

On the scale of the street, or the city;

and we may not even be known

to exist on the scale of the galaxy.

And from where he sat with his thoughts 

On his knees looking close to the ground 

He looked up and he said

Be careful where your walk

Watch and do not lose your soul

And as he said his words 

I felt a lonely wind clearing the floor.