The Star And Beyond

There is a star on my windowsill, A bright one fell there the other day, It just came rolling down the hill, In rush, as if it had something to say, And today it rest on my windowsill: Making golden that which was grey. There is a moon in my closet, A small one that perfectly fits. It dresses me and gives my mood, When it is full, I feel real good. It gives the tide of the pool and sink; There is a moon, I don’t need a shrink! There is a sky in my shower, I mean it, for some reason it rains, Then on earth-like floors, it drains. My curtains are the atmosphere, Heaven and earth are locked in there; Maybe I built the Babel tower? The universe is in my house! Sky, stars, moon, earth and mouse, With windows open, I feel the breeze, The algae and moss are ancient trees With populace of bed bugs and fleas; Someone, anyone, save me, please! Copyright 2010 © Leslie Alexis