When the First Star Fell
… the clouds fled.
That lone star,
that fell.
So free.
A splash and then
its ripple came,
and the sea was quieted
by the night.
Shining starlight
was its special gift.
And no one knew —
in the dark the sun exists.
written for PB’s “create a myth or story” about falling stars. ©️ Misky 2019
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