In the silent auditorium of the silent city Two sauntering steps were seen According to the birdies they were, Shivering in seventeen. But the painter's painting was only black Until two sauntering steps were on stage, Starlight like diamonds on ballerina pumps Was the only colour he added to the image. You see how a mere touch of twinkle Can add beauty upon; From everything that's black, He knows; a new star is born.
Life won't always be perfect. If it is gloomy and dark, stay in and donot give up. Because stars cannot shine without darkness.