The universe’s boisterous beauty is something we all must ponder at least once in our lives but for one it's not enough to simply contemplate.

“Tell me your mysteries,” Someone quietly requests, seeking answers by wishing on a sparkling star.

Planets spin forever dancing. Meteors fall. Gravity always keeps us grounded.

She's enraptured evermore with every galactic sight. Yet, they all refuse to decipher any questions asked. Disappointment. It settles within, tarnishing her bountiful hope.

Time passes and unhappiness becomes their constant companion. Eventually, sounds of sweet silence are finally accepted because no single speck of cosmic dust will respond.