Juxtaposed Opalite

They hung you in the indigo,

floating,

juxtaposed to my hemisphere

hovering above my half-lit sky

adorned you with dancing rings

and a crown of moons

I wish I had something, anything

to offer you-

you who harvests dream dust,

harnesses time,

conceals oceans,

and sows abundance

into the wind

but I am a reflection

of stardust,

opalite longing to shine enough.

to be worthy of even the shortest

of your days