Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Celestial Candle

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Do you notice from afar,
Your kin, we humans call the sun,
Which burns, like you, until it’s done,
Grows giant red, then shrinks
Back to what was begun,
As cosmic dust in the dark
Congealing towards a spark…

Twinkle, twinkle, little light,
Burning-out in an empty night.

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