Friends Are Stars By  Treeheart     Yearning, keening to the light, Star-Mother sees her children flung. Through the viscous netted blight, Sweetest lullaby is sung.   "You are a shining brilliant star, Seen through garbled atmosphere, No element will ever mar, Fire so distant, never near.   You are a girl, no tender boy, Yeared by one, no, fifty-five, Filled with anger, anguish, joy, Always ancient, thrilled alive.   I send a stream of power to you, Gathered from the galaxy, Traveling through polluted glue, Striking nets, it stretches free.   The power encircles fiery globe,  Dipping here and rising there, Pouring out it’s loving probe,  Over weathered worn-out lair.   Touching, teaching telling tear, Bathing bonds of searing pain, Not in time or atmosphere, Beveling beauty, breaking bane.   Through the distant evernear, Send it, send it back one day, Power that seeks each lonely fear, Of stars that twinkle far away."