*astericks*

When I look into the darkness I pretend I see stars
each one glitters and twinkles despite the darkness that engulfs it
they represent the souls that roam the tired earth
and I look to each shine as a flicker of hope.
An endless sea of anticipation
the patience to wait for a better day
an immovable faith that transcends all existence
and all that is at work to destroy its sake
If this star ceases to shine
it might as well have never been created
fore it will be a mass of darkness
a worthless piece of matter floating without purpose
What a waste this would be
what a pointless tragedy
If it were up to me
I would make a decree
That no matter how small
dim, distant, or powerless
a star is, it will shine
until the end of days
It will persevere and endure
constant in its nature
so that its fate would be fulfilled
and its light never concealed
As I stretch my arm to reach it in vain
I am grateful that it is higher than me
A constant hope for me to obtain
A reminder of who I am meant to be.
Just as a light tower stands firm on a foggy hill
for the sake of all vessels floating in the dark
A beacon to follow ever present ever still
amongst the treacherous path they have embarked
I too will stand against weather, time, fear and foe
I will be the constant that shines for all to see
Never waning in my resolve. Clear is my destiny
to remain until the long awaited moment when I must go.