Celestial Sea

If I could, I would dive into
waves of colour, light ripples reflected,
washing up on shores of stars,
as numerous as grains of sand;
I feel as if I could sink my hands
into the wet stars, and gather up handfuls
letting them trickle through my fingers.
I would trace through the
ebb and flow of the Aurora Borealis,
and let the stars wash away,
settling into new constellations.