Not

Sight

Months after the flames turned on me,
and I fell through the air
onto the empty Earth,
and laid by a quiet lake,
I witnessed something beautiful in the sky

This glimmering like a beacon,
is familiar, I think... it reminds me of you,
as it sparkles like a wink

As I go off to follow the signal,
I realized why its you I see in these cosmic skies,
this sight gives me inspiration,
just like your eyes