In Search of Shooting Stars

Hope and Regret are connected 

like beads on a string,

each tethered to a frayed end

I wear them like a bracelet

shackled around my wrist

and feel it tear tender skin—

the parts not yet calloused

by years of wear

With a wicked whimsy,

I traipse across an open field

to search the night sky

for a shooting star

Hope urges the child within

to scan the blackness above

as Regret rises

to greet familiar ghosts  

Even as a winter storm rages,

its winds carry the scent

of love and lavender

across the barren land

It soothes that child within

while the reflection

of ancient stardust

lights up her eyes

Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay 

Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay 

prompts: #FebruaryFalls21, Pinterest, Lyric Ideas

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