The girl gazed into the vast, velvet darkness.
Tiny bulbs burning softly just for her
Stare back.
She wishes upon the glittering sky,
To watch from above;
To twinkle not die.
The sky replied,
To the foolish, dreaming girl;
"Even we, the stars, beautiful and sublime
Fall to join your dance.
The mortal dance of frailty and time."
"We stars dont dream,
Nor fall in love.
We burn and watch
And guide from above."
"The heaven you worship
Is empty not here.
But the earth at your feet
Is breathing sincere."
"So even your lives,
Small, fleeting and bright.
Spark more fire
Than stardust in the pale moonlight."