Not Quite a Star

Author: Julia Ciccolo, Stonehill College


I twirl around my partner at thousands of miles an hour 

In an intricate dance that has never been victim to a misstep. 

I cannot produce light of my own, but I reflect it on my companion, 

My skin changing golden rays to silver beams. 

The oceans swell and are still at my command. 

Millions set their gaze upon me and admire my beauty 

Until, over time, I fade from their view. 

Light refuses to touch me and I am invisible in the sky. 

But I am still here. 

And I will return shining just as bright as before 

In a cycle that will only end with the end of all things.