I wrote this one a few years ago and rediscovered it tonight.
Birth of a Star
By Emily O'Malley
When a wish takes form
It breaks free and ascends
To the boundless cosmic expanse.
The hopeful seed nestles
Into a cloud
Embryonic
Until it rises from the haze and
Glows
Nourished by moon's milk
In a celestial garden.
The stars hang from their stems,
Waiting to be picked
By those who plant them.
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