I wonder why they haven’t hit us yet, those falling stars we see from mountain tops.
I touched one once. It felt like pine needles, tingling from the glow.
My toes twitched, and the butterflies made my stomach giggle, but it didn’t seem to do me harm.
My hands have lit up like lighthouses ever since, my insides too.
I’m just trying to figure out what it all means… wondering why those falling stars haven’t hit us yet.
— leest1 —