The Stars

They say,
The stars you see today are a glimpse of what they were –
Their light travelling from a past time,
Now long gone.


And I wonder,
oh heart of my hearts,
if my grief from your passing took the same path-
Eight years for the tears to reach my eyes.


And these tears
Have continued to flow,
like the river Nile, your home,
where they will forever be buried.



Yesterday, in the mirror,
I saw your smile reflected in my eyes,
and like the spark of those stars,
I yearned that your voice could break through the stars’ light.