The world stopped,
while gaining momentum,
stars crashed into the earth for me.
I saw so much more than black,
I saw stars of each color.
My awareness was amethyst
in an array of ways,
gorgeous, you could say.
I wish I saw myself this way.
Enamored by Aurora's
earthly nightlight,
I wonder if I could be her light.
Could I be capable of lighting
the room I walk in?
Could I be a purple glow
to catch your eye?
