| A star up in the sky at night, A brightly sparkling lance That shines just like a beacon's light And beckons her to reach its height And join it in its dance. She hears the borealis call, The first step in her flight, And climbing up that lighted hall To join the planets at their ball, She knows she's doing right. But when the planets all unwind And slip away in sleep, She leaves their marble game behind And looking outward now she finds It's time to make a leap. The slow and solemn dance they do Is quicker than it seems, And when she hears the music, too, She joins the constellations who Are waltzing in her dreams. She hurries back before the dawn To slip into her bed, And none will ever know she's gone, For by the time they stretch and yawn She's back in her own head. |