My Soul is a Star


My soul is a star I discovered in darkness. Awed by her radiance, I kept my distance. So bright and beautiful, I felt unworthy.

My soul stands beside me when I play my clarinet. Stands over me, as I tend the garden. Stands behind me, when I feed the wild swans.

My soul is a lover of light. A keeper of curiosity. A benefactress of beauty. She sparkles, and I delight in her charisma. Charting a course through the vast emptiness, she pulls me into wonder.

My soul shines in the poetry of music. The music of poetry. Silent but ever present. Sensitive. Ineffable. My soul is a tender luminary.



Lori McCray

Photo credit: Author. cat tails in winter Sun