Light

When there was no moon the stars shone brighter than ever.
Happy to be seen
And I was happy to see them
But i kept looking for the moon

I even saw a shooting star
And i admired it
It jut across the sky with pride
Pure beauty
But i kept looking for the moon

Until one day when i returned
To the lonely place
I looked up and saw the crescent moon
And then i wondered about the stars
I kept looking and looking