Falling to Peace

Oh, you, star in decline:
What has become of your shine?
They built you in the heavens –but forgot to give you wings.
Now you plummet like us earthly things.

Oh, you, star in decline:
Why do I dream you are mine?
My wish will surely snare you
–as you fall upon your grave;
I may just be so brave

Or foolish all the same:
A rose by any other name . . .

Copyright 2009 by Michael Marsters.
All rights reserved.

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