Above The Atmosphere
If I could climb a ladder to the stars.
Forget my fear of heights and upward glance.
To see the heavens twinkling down on me,
Making me feel that I could freely dance.
If I could spread my arms and touch the stars,
And shake their glitter down upon the earth.
Giving such hope and joy to all below,
Lifting up the pure essence of their worth.
If I could, in my hands, cradle some stars,
And feel the warmth that they would surely own.
The universe would all around me be,
And I would feel a peace I’ve never known.
If I could wish upon those sparkling stars.
Way, way up high above the atmosphere.
I’d ask that our sad world would fill with love,
Sent down to us from God who’s always near.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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