Starborn Magic

 Little by little, I’ve been wanting to spread my wings of thoughtfulness and joy—quiet little things at first. Stitched from whispers of evenings and the gentle hum of hope. 

Somewhere in the hush of the universe, a wandering star dreamed a dream and sent it drifting down on a silver thread of night. One so special- to rest inside the mind of one of us. Its the only way its magic could live and bloom. 

Little by little, as I breathe and grow, the dream stirs like soft light under a field of wildflowers. 

Gradually, the shimmer becomes a promise, the promise becomes a path, and the path becomes truth. A truth that twirls like stardust around my ankles, lifting me higher than I ever thought I could rise. 

Little by little, I keep unfurl these wings made of wonder, these thoughts spun from galaxies, these tiny sparks of joy—because the star’s dream lives in me now. 

Each time I choose to shine, it opens a little more, petal by petal, little by little, becoming the bloom it was always meant to be.