Stars twinkle in the inky black sky
Fire and power radiate from this fiery orb
Explosions emanate from an overwhelming nebula
Yet writers compose prose about this radiant crown
Yet wishers wish upon this lustrous glimmer in the darkest of nights
Yet travelers look upon them as a beacon of hope
Yet children sing about them in their quaint songs
Stars twinkle the inky black sky; celestial bodies of hope love and power