You Can Fly And Follow The Stars Poem by Mark Heathcote

You can fly and follow the stars
you don't have to cry
you don't have to crawl
you don't have to feel unbalanced and fall or be small
you can drink the river dry
you don't have to spiral into chaos
you can be grounded as the clouds without any walls
you don't have to plummet into the shadows
and live alone, a cyclone in the darkness spinning.

You can fly and follow the stars
you can smile and light an eternal, internal, external spark
you can laugh in ecstasy and not know why-
others too, they're not laughing in your wide-open arms
you can let the oceans shriek, reach out for distant shores
for what is already rightfully yours, ours, this whole universe.

You can fly and follow the stars.
Don't forget the silence in the mouth of a flower
letting nectar speak also sings
and has an ancient sparkling apiary
remember, there's an amber locket in your eyes
that never dies; it just joins the stars
when those river banks swell grow high
you-too, can leap like a salmon into the sky and join those firefly stars.

You can fly and follow the stars
you don't have to cry
you don't have to crawl
you don't have to feel unbalanced and be small
you can drink the river dry everlasting perpetual.