The stars sail around me,
All the colors of the rainbow,
But I don't slow down.
Beauty surrounds me,
Holding her hands out to me,
But I don't offer mine.
I have everything I need
And everything I want,
But it is not mine.
My tears stain the sky
In which I float along
Like a swordfish through the sea
Faster than the stars can
Weave their tales to the galaxy.

Written in November 1994