Halls of the Dark Muse

A Girl Alone in the World

Her eyes cried,
tears fallen from the sun,
bitter days passed
and she found herself
standing alone

Looking for philosophy
among the stars,
she spoke in the language
of the crickets

Seeking to find
some meaning
that runs deeper
then the river bed
where the stones
are cool against her feet

A sense of being,
quiet discovery
of knowing she is all alone
where the world has left her,
but some peace is found
within

She stretches her arms
to the sky and wonders
at catching a shooting star,
knowing it would burn
through her soul.