the night of a thousand wishes

in the night of a thousand wishes we crossed our fingers and wondered why nothing was happening when we looked up at the sky and prayed deeply like the souls of people who had passed on while the music was playing in the night of a thousand wishes we turned our heads to the south and wondered if there was something better waiting for us beyond the distant horizon in the night of a thousand wishes we were talking about how those people who used to sing never come to see us anymore and wait for their loves to return to them in the isolation of wishing for something more every night the night of a thousand wishes in the night of a thousand wishes we wandered aimlessly through the forest waiting for the moths to carry us off and chrysalis into sleep so happy waiting for the fireflies to light the way to nowhere in the night of a thousand wishes we talked with sweat beading on our brows and felt our way around in the dark (tired of waiting for the firefilies) a little girl was crying for her mother and a little boy was wondering about the future and thinking that maybe it wouldn't be there in the might of a thousand wishes every night is the night of a thousand wishes Written October 20th, 2001 © on Oct 19 2001 07:47 PM PST   18 • 0 • 12