The luminous source of heat and light
without it nothing could be seen
for it's light is reflected off objects
our source of light and heat
it's a mass of gas:
hydrogen, and helium.
it's light comes from it's heat
our luminous sun is incandescent.
it's light travels 3x10^8 km/s
reaching us roughly 8 minutes later
it's electromagnetic waves traveling
in all directions in strait lines
bouncing off opaque objects
and refracted through translucent.

After dawn we look up and see the same thing,
yet what we see is completely different.
You look up and see shapes, figures.
You see masses of hydrogen helium.
You see the light from the past, possibilities.
I look up and see darkness and light,
little lights of hope fighting off the darkness.
But then I remember they're just stars.
The star that emitted the light might be dead.
I remember that nothing last forever, now I'm depressed.
You comfort me saying it still could still exist.
For a while I believe you.
Then I remember they're just stars.
You say they're not,
you say they're the key to adventure.
The spark to imagination, a path to another world.
You say they're more than just stars.
So maybe you're right.
Maybe the night stars are more than stars.
But, they're just stars,
Yet... they're not.