Old Stars Poem by Barry Middleton

beyond the peak of any mountain
strange as shifting clouds on high

a wizard stands beside a fountain
counting time as it runs by

he has a job that's never ending
as he tallies every soul

and the message he is sending
says we never need grow old

oh yes we know that we must die
do you think that is the end

think of all the times we cry
forgiveness drifts upon the wind

the wizard makes his count for good
as the moments pass him by

and in the end where he had stood
a gate is opened in the sky

beyond that gate the blazing sun
and some stars we surely know

will declare the battle won
showing us where old stars go