Shooting Stars

For fourty days
And fourty nights

I lay under the stars

Searching for
Something more

Maybe Jupiter, or Mars.

I lie awake
And searching

Into dark and distal space

Hoping,
Praying,

That I'm not so out of place.

Then a flashing light
Stunning, bright,

Streaks across the sky

This beautiful
Spectacle

Amazes even I.

Now one
After another,

The stars begin to fall.

Entranced,
Romanced,

I can hardly think at all.

As minutes
Turn to hours,

I fall more and more in love,

Forgetting
My troubles

As the stars fall from above.