Abbhi

A light I see, far off in the distance. It's a star, I told myself. No other thought surpassed it, I want to reach it. I struggle in the darkness, slowly heading for it, not knowing, not thinking. I know this is what I want. I want the star. It gets brighter, I can feel its warm touch, though I'm far from it. Joy overwhelms my soul, I'm so close, so close to my star. It's my star and nothing else matters. I reach with my fingers, to touch it. A candle. A lowly candle, my thoughts shattered. This is not what I wanted. It's not my star. I blink, and blink again, I see clearly. Up above. There are hundreds, no millions of stars. Why