• When the night is dark and the wind is up,
    look all around for that secret stuff.

    It's brighter than a diamond when the miday sun comes up,
    and holds the contents of what makes us us.
    Look up at the sky and you'll see just what,
    I want to see everyday for the rest of my life.

    They are stars,
    brighter than the midnight moon,
    and more precious than the life giving sun.
    We are made from them, when they nova and become what we call the elements, what we are and may always be, until we die and our souls are left.

    I look at the stars and I see something far more valuable than gold or jewels,
    Others may see just bright lights,
    is that what they are?
    Are you sure?

    Have you ever heard those songs, 'Twinkle twinkle'?
    They speak not of the star,
    but how much they mean to them.

    Stars are like life,
    they are beautiful like first love,
    and most gracious like a queen.
    They share their shine with all,
    and don't care what others say,
    because stars are always there,
    they are stars,
    and no one can change what they are.
    As we cannnot be changed except by the joy of passing on to our soulplace.

    And on a christmas night,
    those stars shine bright,
    brighter than before,
    because those stars are now joyful at the time of year
    when all can sing
    and bask in the glory of the new born king.

    The stars love this time of year,
    for whenever I look up,
    the stars are most bright,
    when Christmas brings the light,
    of the greatest tresure of all.
    Giving.
    Stars.
    Snow.

    Snowstars glow, bright as ever,
    beautiful.