the stars are shining bright tonight
and stardust never dies
for cosmic death gives birth to light
to bless the evening skies
the universal cycles turn
I know they never end
as newborn stars begin to burn
and faithful souls pretend
essential elements and fire
may never cease to be
but earth cannot sustain desire
for heathen ghosts like me
I know I am insentient dust
my body and my soul
and leave them both I surely must
when my dark star grows cold
the cycles of the earth dispose
to nevermore be proud
when consciousness must find repose
to lie beneath the shroud
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Great depth. Very skillfully written.10
Thank you Nosheen. The stars, the universe and life are topics that never grow old for me.