Nature

I swung into you hands,
like a merry go round.
And you pushed me away,
like a shooting star.
And lo I landed,
into the lap of galaxy,
with warmth of serenity;
of glitters twinkling,
a sweet cuddle.
And below you standing,
gaze into the sky;
ear all towards it__
shooting for a star;
yet a billions,
pieces you apart.