A moon lit canoe ride on the calm river

just me and the one who owns the condola

As I sit enjoying the cool of the water against my hand,

The bright starry night

deep in thought allowing my imagination

to get ahead of me

The man turns around and looks at me and

says in broken English

What you are dreaming

is written in the stars

all you need to do

is ask them -

they will be happy to tell

I looked at him curiously

he turns around saying nothing more

I look up at the star lit sky

and I asked about what I was dreaming

I was told my story

which I keep within my heart

So if there is anything

you wish to know about yourself

remember it’s written in the stars.

Rainbow_n_eye

6 November 05