You are neither accidental
nor a figment of imagination
but rather a tangible star
in this 89th constellation.
The sky we're standing on is a
thoughtfully tangled tapestry
with each of us set at an angle
to achieve a planned geometry.
You're spangled with stardust
you may not see your light reflect
but if you stop defying the dark
the dots will never connect.
There is much chaos, with stars
colliding, exploding, all around
but you can bring back the order
that we lost and never found.
We are all counting on you
to help us hold the line
thus, you mustn't fade away
Shine! Shine! Shine! Shine!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem