As the Sun went down,
in all its fine glory;
it narrated to the deep blue sky,
a truly inspiring story.
The sky was initially aghast,
to lose its guiding light;
life would never be the same,
he dreaded the dark, evil night.
Soon he saw the twinkling stars,
lighting up his weary path;
together they nudged him to believe in himself,
together, they promised to fight the night’s wrath.
When we lose someone close,
life seems so ruthless; we almost lose trust;
in our own abilities, in the world as a whole,
every action somehow seems unjust.
Suddenly the stars appear,
out of nowhere, just like magic divine;
nudging us to look within,
reminding us of our own sparkling shine.
They affirm that life is precious,
despite the loss, we need to move on;
grow like a plant that has just been pruned,
give eternal peace to the one who has gone.