My Macrocosm

There is a lonely star in the sky
If tonight I had the wings to fly
To pluck that star I would try
It reminds me of the teardrops when you cry.

The wind tells me that you are here
When it blows across my face I hear
Your soft whispers in my ear
And the words, “I love you, my dear.”

The sun comes out and wipes out the dark,
Birds fly out and they sing as I hark,
It reminds me of our time at the park
Your little games and those fun filled larks.

You’re so wild and carefree
Just like this nature I see
And when I start missing thee
Mother Nature brings you to me.

- Hoopoe