She was so excited, she had been chosen!
It was finally her turn to travel through the heavens!
She hummed herself into incandescent fluorescence
As she prepared her ethereally strung plumage.

Feeling the pull of destiny in her skirted clouds
She proceeded to gather her cosmic-hued colors.
Orchestrating influx and outflow of anticipation,
She composed from her inquisitive, chaotic nature.

Billowing allowed screeching disharmonies
To coalesce into thunderous aqueducts of applause,
Leaping fires scribed from her thought-tips
As she sharpened her planetward perceptions.

Waiting for the crescendo to dethrone as it ebbed,
She luminescenced her ultraviolet spectrum into regality!
Sadly, earth saw only her basic beauty, and so, she lapsed,
And cried beseechingly for Life, for one last chance…

Before she passed.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/12/03