...a glint

a glint on the
dry pavement
a sole recollection
a dead reflection-
cosmic star shine, 

under a sterile orange glow

it caught my eye; a silver cross.
galaxy-gloss and mud-encrusted
yet to be entrusted- 

I picked it up. I don't know why 

and I don't know why

a heavy sigh, escaped my lips 

as I traced its dirty cold tips,
the black string, had been ripped

off, two tears, torn apart

I wonder wearer,
what made you lose heart
in infinity, in the divinity
of this moment?