Streaking across a moonless, cloudless night
its white-hot entry draws an arching line,
fizzles and dims before losing all light
while simulating lives like yours and mine.

Eternal stars still sparkle when it’s gone
and miss it not or even give a thought
to its so brief existence all alone
or atmospheric battles it just fought.

In space and time its life was just a blink
but for the shooting star it was profound.
Take some time to live life, love and think
while list’ning to life’s symphony’s sweet sound.

May you live as long as the earth and mars.
Be the one who’s remembered by the stars.