Circumpolaris - Dirge

Swarms of stars, twinkling

I see them from afar

Castaway they linger

Over walls and barbed wires

Hanging glimmers

Out of reach

Carved in space

Engraved in pitch black grace

At blackened skies I stare

Yearning for the ghosts

Summoning their flames to pierce the day

I wait for new dawns

And everlasting springs to bloom again

Would I step over the skyline

And grab a healing hand

Stellar glows

Wherever I can watch

Above the horizon

These swarms of stars

Laugh out loud