Mysterious Star

Mysterious Star
Warwick Allen
Saturday, 12 December 1998

Upon the starts I gaze
Into the heavens I stare
I find some comfort there
Though star seem so far away

I've been here for sometime
Staring, watching, waiting
Praying, always hoping
A bright star might be mine

Past me, sometimes, a star will fly
A beautiful, radiant shooting star
Travelling by me not so far
For my heart to singe as it passes by

I see a new star now coming towards me
From the others, somehow different
More intensely radiant
With a light greater than its own, for all to see

With that light, I'm quite familiar
That holy, pure light
Potent enough to pierce the darkest night
My heart this light does lure

Never before has a star of this nature
Glowing with holy radiance
Shinning with natural brilliance
Never before has one come so near

Will this star come close enough for harm
Burn my soul and then depart
Fly harmlessly into the distance, or crash into my heart
Or float like a butterfly into my arms