Magic Travels

The Star

There’s a star that’s waiting for me
And I look for every night; It glows with such intensity… I’m drawn into its light.

It shines up in the southern sky I know its rays quite well; The star, it seems to wait for me… But it’s sometimes hard to tell.

Tonight the sky was gray and dark The rain had just passed by; I looked into the warm gray mist… Filling up the darkened sky.

The star was waiting for me Shining like a beacon light; I gazed in awe and wonder At… Such beauty, in the night.

As I stood there for a moment It seemed to pulse and glow; And in that one split-second… The star began to grow.

My heart began to quicken I trembled at the sight; The star in all its glory… Lit up the darkened night.

It seemed to whisper to me: “You are never all alone… For I am waiting for you… Follow me… I’ll lead you home”.
Maria Lindberg
Copyright 2001