within the dark
where drift the stars
few are given name
for only in the falling
some are found
let not a prayer
be wasted
a night with arms outspread
pointing to a light
beyond the sun
wherein the answers
glisten
silver blue and gold
memories the heart
has dared to hold
as fleeting as a wish was made
pressed into the dark
a sigh
wherein eternity
is come

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