Bentley Star

 ~  Mary-Ellen Peters ~

A Star at Bentley

I would like to reach out
just catch a star
and 
fly high and so so far
Just reaching out hanging on the coat-tails of a star.
Astarte!
Yep! its a start hey...
Let me see Stellar
Let me tell her....
Her mountains reach up like arms to heaven
Taking the cup from those that gave them
Releasing waves of love
Crashing the shores of our hearts
Touching the distance and dragging it closer
Pulling us in tight
inside of that Formosan light
The filament of sacrament was never extinguished
Relinquished or vanquished..
That light was bent see
WOW! its turned up at Bentley!
I went see and I know
That the guardian watchers grow
In number and height
Such it was simply because love is colourful and bright
and
While I sail on beams across the sky ..
I long for the time when once again we all will fly.
M Peters.

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