If I could give you the sun and the moon would you seek the secret of my soul.

For even a star could fall upon or rise beyond horizons.

My words shall rise beyond my words.

If I could be a star I would encounter the sky, but for the day that I have come to you, I seek not to be a star, I seek to be a child, a child, a light.

Copyright 2006 Carolyn Carty