Wish Into Prayer
“Starlight, star bright,.
First star I see tonight,.
I wish I may, I wish I might,.
Have this wish I wish tonight…”
Science tells us that all the stars
That we see are likely already dead
Does this mean that our wishes are
Dead as well, better left unsaid?
As I ponder this question
I notice something about the star
That I had been wishing on –
It was actually a planet named Mars.
I didn’t want to repeat myself to a ball of gas
And “planet bright planet might” just wasn’t the same
So I pulled the curtains over the window glass
And decided to sleep with the wish still in my brain.
If only I had a magic lamp like Aladdin
Maybe my wish could come true
But my lamp is electric and plugs in
And emits a soft hue…
I contemplate rubbing the lamp
But I know that it won’t work
Not because it says “Made in China” on the stamp
Or because the genie is a jerk
But because I’m practical
And genies don’t exist. I stare at the ceiling
And count the shadows on the wall.
Boy, I hate this feeling.
The jumble of words
Keeps me awake in bed
But then I remember there is One who heard
So I made the wish into a prayer instead.
“You are not dead like the stars
And Your Light still shines bright;
I will instead rest in the fact that You are
Listening to my prayers tonight…”
I wrote the first draft of this during FAWM (February Album Writing Month) and later added to it and edited it. It’s a crazy one; I hope you all get a kick out of it. 🙂