09/27/2011

Once I let my heart shine for all to see
Burning, bright against the stars.
But like stars, the light has dwindled from my heart.
I have only the faintest whisper left
From what was a screaming bright glow.
Perhaps it was time or truth,
Perhaps it was fate or free will,
That the light should fade with the passing years.
I can’t say for sure; I only know
I enjoyed it while it lasted.