This last spring, when entering the dating scene again, I got to experience the joy and exhilaration of new love. It’s wonderful, confusing, painful and addictive. Foolish love, when will you learn?
Hanging on a Star
written by Wendy Hunt
Verse 1:
We took a rocket to the sun.
It was too fast but it was fun.
I didn’t count the cost
or think of those I left behind.
I was fearless; flying high;
the throttle open wide.
Chorus:
You and me
I can’t see …
I can’t sleep …
Just keep me hanging
On a star
We’ll travel far
Away
Verse 2:
In space we floated weightlessly
No need for shoes or gravity
We lived on stardust
Drank from comets that were passing by.
The music of the universe,
a smile, a lover’s sigh.
Verse 3:
The light of dawn shines on my face;
I’m pulled back into it’s embrace.
I wake to find I’m floating down
through stars and turqoise skies.
I hope to land on clouds
but know I’ll have to improvise.
Verse 4:
The weight of landing bears me down.
I pick myself up off the ground.
I look up, see how far I fell;
amazed I’m livin’.
I wonder when I’ll get a chance
to do it all again.
© 2010, Wendy Hunt
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Follow Your North Star
This past month has been one where I’ve felt a little lost, even while I felt like I knew exactly where I was going. I did all the ‘right’ things; crossing all the T’s and dotting all the I’s but I felt a little empty and inadequate at the end of every day. Too much on my plate and no brakes to say ‘no.’ I was sorry every week to miss the opportunity to say ‘Hey’ to you guys.
