that star

who and what for am I

am I here to touch someone
or here to be touched by them
when I shall lay my head to sleep
I wish to have given of my heart
and left more than having received
will there be someone to carry
this torch of my words and
embrace my heart that’s been
left at the feet of many
when my spirit is ready to return
into the dark energy of space and
assimilate into the star dust from
whence my incarnation came,
will there be a memory shared
somewhere by someone looking up
at the night sky and shall whisper
to themselves and maybe to another
“…remember him, who lay his heart
here where we stand? ”