We Come!

We Come The stars They sit Staring down They speak Saying Again And again Come to me my little friend but what are we but mere tiny beings who look with awe at the glitter and sparkle only wishing upon stars for a heart-filled miracle yet some begin to hear a call growing greater and greater and as the question strengthens to batter our minds we wonder… “What is it that we must find?” and as we rush rising even mightier we dream of places even brighter yet being bound to our sphere we desperately build hoping one day to travel across the endless galaxy there discovering wondrous fantasies ---places unlike our own leaving us fighting just to gain hold of all the things that remind us of home but we put them aside only because we must ---the call still beckons us to seek farther into the glitter and sparkle sprinkling the skies Right there! ever before our eyes and as they sit staring down they speak saying again and again come to me my little friend and as we look each of us says in return “WE COME” “We Come” “we come…”