Even millions of years after a star crashes into oblivion,
It's light will shine far away.
Flowing, spreading, glistening on moons,
Its light will travel far.
Running, unstoppable, until it touches the edge of forever.
Weary, complete, fulfilled, it leaves...
I'm a human, made of stardust, burning inside.
Perhaps I'll shine too.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
Even millions of years after a star crashes into oblivion,
It's light will shine far away.
Flowing, spreading, glistening on moons,
Its light will travel far.
Running, unstoppable, until it touches the edge of forever.
Weary, complete, fulfilled, it leaves...
I'm a human, made of stardust, burning inside.
Perhaps I'll shine too.
