ANDROMEDA ~ the maiden of sorrow

They must have examined
The light bouncing off
Teardrops,
Before they placed me
In the sky.
That tiny glimmer
Of white light
In a single drop
That gleams gold and silver.
A single drop
Of molten stardust
Extricated from mortal bodies
So unlike
The sea spray
From the angry waves.
Tied down,
The only escape
Was through
Sorrow trickling
From my
Eyes.
The starry look
Of despair
Turning into a look
Of heart-sickness,
That glimmered
On my cheeks,
Little trails of light
Upon dusty planes and
Stormy clouds,
Which they point out
In the twinkling skies,
And call
Shooting stars.
Unable to see
The galaxy
I have held
Within my arms,
A sea
For all your stories
To sail in.

Featured artwork: Sana Hassan