She

Covered in dust she was
No chance existed for her to be found
For isolated she was
And even if she felt buried on the ground
The truth is that she could no longer distinguish where she was
Sometimes surrounded by an immense ocean
With no means to get out
Nor the skills to find her way out
Until she slowly opened her eyes
And saw herself covered by the brightness of the light
But the question remained unbound
Until she looked around
It was only then that she truly opened her eyes
And so she realized what she was
She had served as a navigation instrument
So complex for some
Remained as a riddle to others
Yet her beauty was such
That admired and desired by many was she,
Ahe became the link for those who still believe in magical worlds
And brouht joy to the ones who dare to stare above their heads
She was nothing more than what most of us call, a star...