Her iridescent spirit carries her through the golden dust swirls of the Orion nebula. Fourteen hundred light years away from earth, she awaits the right moment. She is the Unique One. A star whose heart pulses in time with the ebb and flow of ocean tides. She is composed of compassion and love. Once a nova who flashed too close to the moon, she witnessed the inhumanity of humanity. She must find her way through constellations and galaxies, to find one human creature she can claim. And in that claiming will come illumination. A flame. Kindling for a paradigm shift. The only hope for earth to survive.
Photo image from the telescope of John McKaveney: The Orion Nebula.
Written in response to NaPoWriMo, prompt for day three: to write a surreal prose poem.
lillian the home poet 
A wonderful combination.🌌
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you!
LikeLiked by 1 person
A wonderfully imaginative description of the photo, Lillian.
LikeLike
“kindling for a paradigm shift” ~~ we can hope with every bit of strength and courage we possess. Agree with Dwight, perfect words to accompany the image.
LikeLike
Gorgeous prose poem.
LikeLike
Beautiful!
LikeLike
A delightful surreal prose poem, Lill! I love the idea of a ‘star whose heart pulses in time with the ebb and flow of ocean tides’.
LikeLike
I saw in that image also an organism (or an eye) in my second poem… if only that creature would be there to help us….
LikeLike
What a beautiful write, Lillian.
LikeLike
Lillian, I love your vision in this poem.
LikeLike
Such a mesmerizing journey! Can’t wait to see how the Unique One’s quest unfolds. 🌟
LikeLike
This is gorgeously rendered, Lillian 🥰 I especially love; “She is the Unique One. A star whose heart pulses in time with the ebb and flow of ocean tides.” 🩷🩷
LikeLike