Ten thousand stars A tiny fraction of life's beauty And completely indifferent to us all.
The energies of their existence Create a ridiculous measure of power Dwarfing the total output of man.
The strength of human emotions So responsible for the course of the world Matter not at all to ten thousand stars.
The sum of all endeavours perverse of benign The sum of all tears of love or pain The sum of all laughter ever known Carries no weight or meaning.
The passions within us Creating the piercing truth of our lives So precious and holy and all consuming to ourselves Are not even noticed By ten thousand stars.