She went towards the edge,
she looked over here, she searched over there,
she saw all the names on the boats
and the waves in people,
she looked up in the sky and these did not lit up
She flew towards the cliff,
she palpated all that she found over here and
and all that she discovered over there,
she touched all the meanings and the thorns
and the steps in the marsh
Only when she was ready to go
she saw their bright reflections
and she realized which ones were her own
real stars
