Once I was a child staring in wonder
into the night to see my shooting star
to which I would confide my heart’s prayer
What beautiful gem is a child’s prayer
Its innocence is itself a wonder
sparkling as brightly as the brightest star.
Alas! a shooting star is never a star
It never had time for a humble prayer
but instead cut quickly through a child’s wonder.
I wonder if a shooting star is itself a prayer.
I hope this tritina makes some sense at least. I was inspired to write about stars by Kim’s Dverse’s prompt last week. I am linking with the Open Link Night.
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Lovely thoughts Imelda 🙂
Thanks, Arlene. 🙂
It stays in our minds like a prayer. Perhaps it is.
‘I wonder if a shooting star is itself a prayer.’ Amen.
“What beautiful gem is a child’s prayer its innocence is itself a wonder sparkling as brightly as the brightest star”… sigh.. beautifully poignant and profound write!❤️
Thanks, Sanaa. 🙂
Its (the prayer’s) innocence is itself a wonder, sparkling as brightly as the brightest star. We may never comprehend the magic of innocence once it is lost in the hustle and bustle of adulthood. Thoughts so well penned.
Thanks for the kind words, Alwi. 🙂
Love the thought that you can make wishes.
Beautiful thought, Imelda.
A prayer ~ Lovely poem Imelda ~
Thanks, Grace. 🙂
I had to read and re-read this again, Imelda. Using no more than a handful of lines, you handled it in the most elegantly simplistic manner and walked us through a sumptuous range of perspectives and questions — in a tritina! The more I read it, the more I love it.
Aww. What nice words, Colin. Your feedback is much appreciated. Thanks.
And you are more than welcome, Imelda the Stellar.
i love poems like this . It was very whimsical
Thanks for the kind words and for dropping by. 🙂
Great post I invite you to see my newest blog post Shooting For The Stars. Feel free to comment and share your own stories and quotes as your story maybe an inspiration to other future viewers. https://crazybeautifulblogs.wordpress.com/2018/04/05/shooting-for-the-stars/