
Wispy dress so feminine and light,
Astride a glow of rainbow colours bright,
She the shooting star does dance,
Her essence so beautiful and set to en-trance.
Her spirit face side on as seen,
With silvery mystique the transient queen,
The magic of her shooting rays,
Lighting up the darkening days.
Running through the cosmos we see,
This cosmic coloured 'Ink' spilling 'Gipsy',
Riding the crests of rainbow waves,
Her eternal freedom what mortality craves.
Stars bounce amidst the rays of colour,
If you dare blink you will miss her,
Weaving through the coloured rays,
A shooting star in the galaxy plays!
Strange tenrile like fingers scratch the sky,
Oh she does like to fly so high,
To bewtich and captivate every beholder,
She the shooting star dressed to mould her...
Watch the stripes of her opalescent light,
Scratch patterns and trails on the sky this night,
Can you catch her at the end of the rainbow,
That's for us to find out and for her to know!

Copyright:K:September 2008




