A touch-
The shiny bright star
Turned pale.
When the layers of secret
Is unfolded
Apparent becomes the
Uncanny or mysterious.
The entertaining or
The enticing makes
A difference
‘Before and after’.
Time steals beauty
But experience ignores.
Cloudy becomes the sky,
The star disappears
Expecting its advent
Stand I.
Long the clouds hang
A disappointed face
Bearing
I return home-
There was no sign of the star
Having been there.