Jewels that sparkle in the acherontic night.
Lighting up the deepest corners
Of the tenebrous sky.
Shooting from left to right,
To Earth they are celestial foreigners.
Encompassing ambushed planets, they fly.
Clustered molecules of burning gas
In the ever timeless gloom,
Lit by God's docile hand.
With an incredible mass,
Time you can consume,
Observing them from maculate land.
Gazed upon, by astronomers past
Red stars emitting their fiery light,
Creation's outstanding design.
Astral matter that lasts
Throughout long and recurrent nights.
Wishing on a star, makes reveries reality,
Or tricks those who naively believe?
People dream on their wishful rush,
Testing their profound vitality
To discover if they truly deceive,
The desires that they keep hush.
That radiate through empty space,
Shedding light on ill-luminated sites.
As children's evolving dreams
Cover Earth's colourful face,
The hosts of our planet's night.