Imagine, imagine; a drop of water is a world of its own,
a single snowflake a universe.
The time it took for its descent,
stars came to be, and planets forged.
From bacteria to man, in its lapse.
Nothing is ever what it seems to be;
there is always more than the eye can see.
Imagine, imagine; a starlit sky, the seeds of stars plucked,
planted across the sky to grow.
A star glows as it ripens,
it is consumed by the eternal dusk;
one little night amongst the stars that lit the sky.

Would you ever believe such a story?
It is profound but magical, isn’t it?