There was a star, so cold and bright, I could see it afar,

And though my day long had been night, I wished upon that star.

That wounds may mend, that pain may end,

And other concerns may fly,

On tattered wings, and broken strings,

Away into the sky.





There is a light, so far and warm, that is seems so out of reach.

Extend my hands, to foreign lands, whose kindness I beseech.

And though all seems cold, and all seems dark,

So I wish to fly away.

My strength was found, in this here ground,

To try and light the way.





Not all has been good for me lately, but I hope things are better for you all.

I love OwlBoy as it deals with the very real fear of living up to expectations.

Have this bit of therapy, and have a Merry Christmas.

Enjoy.