back where they belong

Flashes behind tearful shining lashes

Reflections of a world that once was reflecting in eyes

Stricken with awe at the vision of when stars

Danced in tandem, their shimmering silver skin

Glinting in the moon which sings for their performance

The soul's windows close and open, open and close,

But they cannot banish the hauntingly beautiful,

And--somehow--hauntingly sad images

Stars laugh and smile and wear their joy

And moonbeans give birth to comfort in their etheral song

But something... is so, so... wrong

The stars and moon dance for human beings,

At their mercy

A glorius celebration turned to an unwilling puppet show

The deitys' inferior creatures exerting their greed on things made for beauty

And so, the stars retreat

And moonbeams become less free

They seclude themselves in the sky

Far away from prying eyes

The creature, gifted with the tainted image

Suffocates in the silence left in the wake of the screams of sky's inhabitants

And swears that someday,

The stars and moonbeams will be back where they began

Back where they belong.