Lodestar Poem by Carsten Thomsen

Lodestar



Walking home
I saw the stars
appear.

While you were sleeping
I dreamt wishing
on a shooting star
would bring you back
to the man
you left behind.
I saw it.
Burning up
as it fell from heaven.
I realized
It had gone
for good.
It’s OK!
Even Diamonds
have flaws

I’ll be my own
lodestar.

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