We all fall, from time-to-time…
Even stars fall, from fire-bright brilliance into dark oblivion.
When carbon crystallises – the stuff coal is made from, that’s also contained in stars – diamonds are formed.
Suns set into darkness and rise again, bright and beautiful.
Wish upon a star – a beautiful, falling star – and know that from the crushing darkness, the falling and the tumbling into the abyss, comes a brighter rising and the brilliance of diamonds.
|Painting: "Falling Star" by the author, Ruth Calder Murphy|
Falling with stars,
falling brilliant and bare
- tumbling fireflies
through someone else’s midnight skies.
Something to make a wish upon,
for a far-off someone living on a prayer:
viewed from a distance
and quickly gone,
disappearing in darkness
over the horizon, somewhere…
Watch my fall from fire to ice
to crystallise, clear as dawn
when all is torn away.
Watch my brilliant cascade in depths of night
and wish upon my rising bright
to blaze another day.
|Painting by Ira Mitchell Kirk|
Ruth Calder Murphy is a writer, artist, music teacher, wife and mother living in London, UK. Her life is wonderfully full of creativity and low-level chaos. She is the author of two published novels, “The Scream" and "The Everlasting Monday", several books of poetry and one or two as-yet unpublished novels. She is passionate about celebrating the uniqueness of people, questioning the unquestionable and discovering new perspectives on old wonders. She is learning to ride the waves that come along—peaks and troughs—and is waking up to just how wonderful life really is. You can visit Ruth and view more of her art on her website, or on her writer's page on Facebook. Her books are available on Amazon, here.