A lonely star shines brightly

up there in the sky.

Full of hope

and on hold

for better days to come.

But darkness is deep-seated in

people’s wiry hearts.

And thus,

the star’s wish is fading away

as light cracks open

a new day.

Bitter teardrops

run down

from the star into the sphere,

deep into the ocean’s ground,

with all the hope of better days,

may one day at last return.

©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou