SOULS IN STARS

I reach out

To the soul that I miss,

The friend I know

breathes to exist.

The searching soul,

That holds beauty in hand,

That loves the stars

and worships the sand.

We run in the clouds,

Drink the rain,

Idolize the Moon,

Sleep between grain.

Wake up to the morning,

With foggy eyes,

Seeking adventures,

like fire flies.