Starlight

Hungry

For a flash of starlight

A bit of a grass and flowers

Forest and trees

Swimming in a 

River of moonlight

Grey and glowing

Silver and shining

With the wind blowing

And the cold biting

Hungry 

For a bit of myself

One with the universe

And none else

Hungry

For some solitude

So rare

Amidst 

The honk of horns

The dust of tyres

And the glare of garishes

Hungry

For firelight and music

Chatter and glitter

Festivals and feasts

Rituals and rites

That only happen 

In the night

By the moon or stars

And bind the soul

Like no sun can

Hungry

For the

Singing and swaying

Musing and reflecting

Basking and soaking

Drowning and flowing

That can only happen

When you lay

Your buzzing thoughts

Your chores and your worries

Your tasks and your ties

To rest with the sun

And come

Free and unencumbered

Ready to immerse

In the night

So simple

And so unattainable 

In the next birth,

Perhaps

I might enjoy some

Or perhaps it is

Lost 

To previous births