#11, Starry Night

 

You, the tiny luminous bodies in the night sky, must have come a long journey from a far. All the way from your heartstring to where I now perceive--I hope you, too, see your gleaming beauty reflecting on my admiring eyes. I pray that the summer breeze will blow away the night clouds looming up, and that you would continue shining, for I have yet to finish drawing a constellation in my night sky.