Star Suite I New Star

Home.

Swimming in the warm haven

As dark as the blackest raven

She knows it is time to leave

A hand, a light leads her

Cold and bold air hits her skin

As the line she shares with her mother is cut

And she is breathing on her own

But not alone

Today turns quickly to tomorrow

Then a week

A month

A year then five speeds by

How time flies.

Until memory makes her see slowly

The other children's faces

The secret hiding places

In the woods past the backyard

The old statues that guard

The small stream

Which gleamed

In the rays of the sun

As she daydreamed

Of what the world was like.

And Every night

She looked up to the lights

Protecting sparkling

The magic upon her

So many stars

Mars and jupiter

And their promises of the future.

A shooting star falls through the darkness

She wishes upon the naked bareness

Of youth and innocence

Looking only forward to what would come next.

Surrounded by ghosts of the past

With traditions and a culture that lasts

Through centuries her ancestors cast

She only wants to grow up fast

And be a part of the mass

Glossy magazines enticing

With images new and exciting

She sees the old as stale and boring

Starving for the new and unknown

Blown away by visual spices

Blinded by stars in her eyes

She realizes

It is time to embark on her own

It is time alone.