I love stars to be a part of my day–
They make me smile, feel happy in a way.
So bright, so fun—that mysterious twinkle.
What is really up there? Is it time in a wrinkle?
What can I say? I was born to play!
Stars help me remember that I came that way…
(seed bead mosaic by the author)
I celebrate the Mystery
That dwells within me.
The Goddess, the Muse–
A Dreamer who sees…
Beauty in a moment
Strength in a pause
Depth in my BEing
A dragon with claws.
She’s whimsical, magical
Here and then there.
She definitely has a knack
For flips in mid-air.
Persephone, Diana
Kali-Shakti, Quan Yin.
The fairies, the gnomes
They all are my kin!
I see her in the moonlight
When the owl calls my name.
I hear her in the whisper
Of the nightsong of rain.
Who am I? Who are you?
What’s this world where we dwell?
Dark Star within me,
I am under your spell.
I love you stars.
You are a part of my day.
Inside my body
You twinkle and play.
Outside at night
You shine so bright.
I smile at the sky
And watch you pass by.
Slowly you move
Or I guess I do, too.
I ponder the Mystery
When I look at you.
Thank you for gracing
My life with your shine.
You inspire my joy
When love’s hard to find.
There’s always a star
Up high and in me.
As long as I chase it
I always feel free.
(oil pastel drawing by the author)
And then the star
turned out its light
fell down to earth
whilst burning bright
born as a child
to a willing mom
who dreamed a dream
the star came from.
Diary of a Mystic Gypsy 