The Seven Sisters

I want to see your goodness around me
But it’s got the properties of water — transparent as glass
Your goodness is coiled like a fist
Holed up in the back of the attic
Crouched like a cat
You said i look like a stone sinking
But i am a constellation cut out in the sky
And if i have stopped burning
Will you know in your lifetime?
And should i feel cold and far?
And should i feel weightless?
I imagine safety in the stars
'cause you make so many wishes
Do you ever hear what the stars are saying to you?