A wish of an old star
Its life reminiscence of the universe
The light no longer blinding
But dim and cold

It says to a young star
Bright and full of life
To never take the cosmos for granted
And to bring warmth to the galaxy

The old star whispers
That It is nothing
But past light to be released
As a supernova

As the young star looks upon
The last stardust of the dying star
It finally realises
That life has so much more than it seems