To wish upon a star
Is to latch your dreams onto the insubstantial
To meld fantasy into reality
And believe in something magical
The tiny pinpricks of light
Each the capital of its own nation
Promise more than slight elation
In exchange for the future,
Would you give the present?
Dreams of a King
With the life of a peasant
Would you hold fast
And be incorrigible?
Or leap into a current
Of the impossible, inconceivable, and indescribable.
With only a finish, how would you start?
Are you brave enough
To wish upon a star?