How we wish upon stars,
For a dream to come true,
How we depend on mortals,
To bring it to fruition too soon.
Destiny is what cannot be undone,
But can it, asked a silly little girl once,
She made her way to the moon alone,
Followed her heart, to see where it steered her to.
You cannot make someone follow your cause,
You cannot undo what’s done more than once,
But you can make an effort to move,
You can illuminate an obstinate dark room.
All you can do is voice your desire,
Let the luminaries decide thereafter,
Yearn and pleas to make them shift,
Guide yourself on a path envisioned within.
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