A lost minstrel wandering across this galaxy of chaos
Searching for a place where he can be embraced for what he is
A divergent, a kindred soul, a free-spirit roaming in a sea of confusion,
Can lost stars still shine bright after they lost their spark for some time?
Can fallen angels still awake from a mad dream, disillusioned by a cruel world?
The red moon cries over these forsaken spirits cast out from darkness
But can they scream for justice if everyone else chose not to listen to their persistent pleas?
Everyone can spread their sparkles every where they go if they follow the Light,
For each of us is a symphony of stardust created by the Almighty
We are all born to shine no matter where we choose to bloom where we are planted.
An awakened soul, you are far more precious than you think you are
A priceless gemstone tested by time and adversities
No, you are not truly broken but just slightly bended,
You are a symphony of stardust and it’s your time to shine.
Author/Poet Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo
Copyright July 14, 2016