A wish upon a star

When a star falls from the sky,
my heart creates a wish,
for the soul she was born in.

The tight rope holds me up,
while my hands and feet search,
for steady ground to hold onto.

Layers of rock tumble down,
avoiding my delicate heart by miracle,
until the dark night sets in around me.

When light meets fear,
it drives out every form of darkness,
until dreams come to life in the dark night.