I am sailing in the life of sea where incidents are waves and news is Zeus's thunderbolt. I might or might not be lost. All of a sudden a flowery star appears in the middle of sea. First, I notice her daisy like eyes, day's eye. Her flower petals open at dawn and move in accordance with the sun and i in line with them. Then, her heart smiles with her flowery eyes. Her pentas, star cluster, like curves tie the different elements of the sea of garden. Her curves form the perfect triangles. I wake up from my dream fearing that she is not real.
But the stardust in my palm says she rises and shines.