Of stars and mice, journeys and beliefs

Into the distance, I look at that star

Its luminous, beautiful and yes it's too far

I look at it and wonder

Am I on par?

The star looked to be in my reach

God saw this and He decided to preach

As he began, I lost my speech

My journey had come under siege

As always, I accepted my fate

Was I early? Wasn't I too late?

I feel like a mouse who took a bite at the bait

I should have known, no one around is my mate

But He also taught me belief

And yes, it alone can carry you through times of grief

I know my life is uneventful and brief

Doesn't it make sense to follow the Chief?

May the star's charm increase manifold

May its silver-ish streak turn to gold

May He blesses it and give it warmth in cold

May it know that I did exist once!!

This doesn't have any literary quality but still, I somehow like it. Composed it in my head inside the helmet while on my way to a class. The last line has been intentionally left out of the rhyming scheme to show the disconnect.

Please comment and let me know what you think of it.