Stars upon the heavens cast their shallow light,
over the hills, plains, and magnificent seas,
while man, lays captured by childish delight,
winds calm, into a cooling evening breeze.
Yet once coming, darken shadows of night,
shall forever cease manís meaningless needs,
covering, shattering all in sight,
no listening, nor caring of human acts of selfish pleas.
Ending within a casting shallow light,
unlocking the golden door, of lost keys,
destroying manís so called glory and might,
thus finally the stars, and glorious Heavens shall be pleased.
Samuel E. Stone © 2004