The Light Beams

It might be silly to be a star
but that is the way to be immortal
for our soul to live together past forever
to shine after our bodies take off from the earth
The nights and days we are living happily right now
would transform to anything we wish a fairy tale could be
from those deepest dreams under our childhood sea
Kind of reluctant only in one way
the star would lose the poetry mind into the light
But I am sure someone from generations to come
would be able to decode all the happy secrets
embedded in the light beams
we are coding at the moment
those lines after lines of poems