Shooting Star, you've come so far
To show your glorious light.
Shooting Star, you've come too far
To fade into the night.
Allow me now to lift my face,
And seek your illumination.
Not caring for this shadowed place,
From which there's no vacation.
Allow me now to speculate,
Not heeding limitation,
That you are part of a magical race,
Exceeding all expectations.
Allow me now to watch you soar,
As I begin to dream once more
That my hasty wish has opened a door.
Shooting Star, you've come so far
To light up this dark night.
Shooting Star, you've come too far
To become a fading wisp of light.
Once a source of ebullience and endless fascination
Not just another fixture like some ancient constellation.
You punctuated the moment with glittering trails of light,
But now you are a mere memory fading into the night.
~Adrienne D'nelle Ruvalcaba