Short-Lived

Christina Wright

Icy stars shine from
her eyes,
Reflecting up through the sky.
Her hand caresses their light
touching all that is
Tender and Pure.

The night belongs to her Heart
and Soul 
    that 
        beats                     
           with                  
              the 
                 Earth.

She impresses the heavens 
by beauty.
They stand in awe, with God
as a witness.
Swept from fear she 
Lifts and begins
her ascent through time.
Her pulsing breath 
Becomes short     
  with each 
       grasp                             
         until           
           she
             has                                
               Vanished.