Dawn of the Starchild

Radiant light
Burning and bright
Peace from afar
Gift from the Star

The Planets will dance, the Suns will sing
When the Starchild comes, riding moonfire wings
Peace, Love, all will be right
Sickness gone, with fear far in flight
Galaxies will come, unite into one
Evil will be banished, set on the run

No one knows when the time will be
Centuries have gone, with more to see
When the time is right, echoing the Morning yawn
The Radiant Light, the Starchild's Dawn

(age 15)