Falling

Shooting, raining
  a display on the sky
Make a wish
  beauty come and gone
In an instant
  it is there then...
Coming and going
  not knowing where to
Look, come and see
  they are tiny falls
Streaking, shooting
  beauty dying, gone
It is like a silent
  canopy of prayer
To stand  and see
  waiting for the next
Because falling
  is not what we do
And yet it contains
  all the wonder of the night


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