Above my eyes,
Yet sitting right inside
Lie the midnight stars
Flowing like the tide.

They twinkle without bitter,
And giggle and titter.
Floating flippantly and freely
Through the night so dreamy.

Watching us from above
Just as we watch from below.
The stars signal a guiding dove,
And we follow it’s tidal flow.

The stars are there to guide us right,
So why is the night now void of their light?

Where have the stars gone?