Glowing ever so softly down
like small flecks of gems,
We see them shine all the time
telling us about their life,
With the gleaming light.
night by night we offer up
prayers and songs of old,
Giving voice to hopes and dreams
within our beating hearts,
to match the voices of light.
Closing our eyes we clearly see
the length and history,
Of each star in our skies
who live so far from us,
Yet live close, with their light.
We who count our lives in years
and months and in days,
Will struggle in our quest to learn
what a star gains in centuries,
then shares in its soft light.
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