Based on that short part in the middle of Jirachi: Wish Maker, where Absol sensed Jirachi's awakening.

This poem is a lot more…I don't know—figurative than my others. This is meant completely for the mood it gives. Don't skim. A completely senseless, unrelated title, by the way.


this millennium

I see the pale stars blinking from between the leaves

Those brushing hands cradling the eyes of the deep-ocean sky

Blinking

Blinking

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The trees are whispering like the showering droplets from the sky

Combing the air like gentle soft brushes, supplicant

Gazing on my dark self as they seek my assurance

My protection

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The moonlight is caught in my eyes

Glimmering on the points of my fur like drops of ice

Midnight. The silence is to perfection around me

Save the silent singing of the arched branches

Upon the monumental mesas of ancient stone

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I gaze to the sky, upon the highest point

And the stars seem to point towards the place I stand

I feel their gladness and sorrow, every emotion, for they feel

Indeed

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My world's beauty was sustained by one of them

A fallen being from the celestial spheres

One who used to sing in harmony with their perfect music

And then sank through the depths of the ocean above

To land among the broken fragments of heaven,

And the devastation of shaken wastelands

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And breathed life into it all.

But once its partner-star had vanished from our sky

It fell into a sleep from which I thought it would never wake

It did, a millennium later.

And millennium after millennium

The smiling face never vanished, held in its safeguard of violet prisms

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And each time, I would stand guard and wait

It is the instinct of our kind to guard the living

And for this was a star, it lived as well, and I took on the job

It was my father's, his father's, my every predecessor's

It was now mine.

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Its next rebirth was due again. And that year

I was careless. I allowed it to be stolen from me.

At the most important point in time, of all times

Among every of the years that had spun by, I had failed!

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The sky is a gleaming dish of deep water

There is no end to what I see, no matter how far I have searched

They watch me, eyes that blink so irregularly, so scarcely

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It fills my eyes, and I feel as if I might drown in it

Beneath the swishing treetops of the highest point

Passed on both sides, by the wind that rings the leaves like bells

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Then the skies, the trees, the roots at my paws

They are crying out, calling in beseeching to their founder

Their saviour and their strength

As they do each time it awakens

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It has come! In the distance, I can see it shining

Even beyond a thousand walls, across a million blades of grass

My beautiful star has risen from its sleep of crystal

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And I must find it.

Leave this vast nest of old stone and wind-stirred leaves

Of endless starlight and washing waves of imagination.

Turn my path

To the world of artificial light, upon the most jagged horizon.

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Wait yet, I shall arrive for you.