posted April 25, 2009 01:50 AM         

Glittering, as you bleed across the obsidian sky.
Sparkling, shimmering,
you start your life in a blaze of liquid gold.
Burning silent and swift,
your traverse awes earthbound mortals of flesh and bones.

A blink,
and you're gone.
A twinge of sadness.
But your trail lingers on in my mind,
and I wish upon that remnant of your magic.
Memories would suffice when the glory's gone.