One summer night, Asha folded a silver
page into a tiny boat and whispered,
Find someone who needs light.
A paper river opened beneath the moon.
Asha stepped aboard, and her little boat
sailed into the silver beam.
Blue waves carried her beyond sleeping rooftops.
Ahead, a small star flickered where moonlight
could not reach.
Asha freed the star from paper clouds.
It trembled warmly in her hands as
the dark water grew still.
She lifted the star skyward. Its glow
joined the others, drawing a bright path
home across the water.
By morning, the boat rested on her
desk. A tiny star now shone
beside Asha's name on the silver page.