I leap from moon to moon, my satchel teeming with golden light

it tickles my fingers and warms my heart

I Grab a handful and send the light hurling toward the planet infront of me, Earth.

I watch as it clutches onto the planet, like a parasite, as it crawls and spreads, glowing and glistening against the black void of space. Soon the sky has transformed to a beatuiful pinky haze, soon the stars dissapear and the city lights dim down. A tear trickles down my cheek, my heart burderned by sorrow.

Perhaps the reason I weep, is because i would love nothing more than to be down there, witnessing a tommorow.