Wishing Star

Lying back on the grass ground,

Beauty is abundant all around.

Silence fills up the clear night,

The sky was bright with light. 

A million stars glisten far away,

Casting light in a soft spray.

The moon in its crescent shape,

Show me the best landscape.

Arms crossed behind my head,

Springy grass I couldn’t see my bed.

Swirls of stars and planets my view,

A beauty present in very few. 

The various shapes intrigued me,

Constantly shifting for me to see.

A swift flash crosses like a scar.

And I wished upon a wishing star.