I wish on rays from stars.
Or are they dandelions in the night.
Weighted down by leashes from human dreams.
Struggling under the weight of humanity.
Still they soar upon currents of wishes.
Dreams that seem, of you and I.
Some wish upon a star so far.
Others are more grounded, from this world.
They wish upon dandelions in the sky.
Painting by my wife. SVC