Laying on the soft ground,
Considering the stars all around.

Glittering points of light,
Lay upon the blanket of the night.

Piercing through the blackness,
Alone witnesses to your sadness.

Their white fire burns the dark,
Defies it with a rebellious spark.

Welcome your every word,
Ever heedful nothing goes unheard.

Something to blame, to eye,
Something to thank, to beg, to defy.

Consistent evermore,
All have whispered to the stars before.

When you're alone one night,
And the sky is clear and bright, just try....

Laying on the soft ground,
Considering the stars all around.