I see, pouring from your life,
the love, beauty and purity of the starry night sky,
But how can so much more be reflected from it
than there is to reflect?
Only one explanation for your greatness can be.

You stole the boundless compassion of the Earth
and placed it your heart.
But there is more coming from you.

You stole the fiery passion of the Sun
and placed it in your soul.
How, still, is there more?

You stole the kind light of the moon
and placed it in your eyes.
I’m guessing your life of celestial crime
held more than you expected.

You stole the serenity of the galaxy and placed it in your body.

In the treasure trove of your mind there is one more thing:
The creativity of the universe.

But even though you own
all of these wonderful and amazing possessions,
Please, DO NOT stop growing your collection.