Into My Room ...

Hi, it said to me,

you can call me Mystery.

I’ve come to give you a glowing life,

no more troubles,

no more strife.

And when you need a friend to call,

stand under the dark night sky,

look to all that which shines down,

and say what you will,

for we listen,

and we shine brighter for your words.

And I said to Mystery,

then next I stare into a speckled sky,

I will voice my words with a loud cry.

Until then, twinkle-twinkle little star,

and it’s nice to know my friend,

you aren’t very far,

to reach when I need you most.

I guess its true when they say.

tis a heavenly host.

The star danced around my windowsill,

and had it hands, they would have clapped,

but then Mystery turned,

preparing to soar back where Mystery came from,

but before that second of disappearance,

Mystery looked back,

and seemed to wink at me and said,

Now we never have to wonder who we are.