Poetry: Guiding Light

By Monica C. Voskamp

 

She finally saw the stars

Long been told and known as

An evil curse.

 

Now staring at these lights

She saw they weren’t anything 

Like she had heard.

 

The tiny orbs were beautiful,

Divine pinpricks in the sky

Contraire to a curse.

 

Many years she had believed

The night time glowing stars would

Be the death of her.

 

But all this time,

Those ‘cursed stars’ actually were

Her guiding light.

 

Always hope. Always believe. Always love. ❤

*Photo Credit: Photo by Casey Horner on Unsplash

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