When I look upon the blackest night
Darker than despair
I see a silver star agleam
Burning without care.
Dancing, laughing, singing, shrieking.
Revelling in life’s pleasures
Celestial magnificence, glorious worth,
Beauty past all measures.
I, the silent Earth, adrift in the empty void,
Am bleak, desolate and plagued
With ne’er ending toil
All I can do is pray in hope
That that star alights on me
And takes me to new worlds unknown,
My fantasies revealed.
A brand new earth will be born that day,
Green, pristine and pure.
And all the sky will chant in praise
And all the oceans will swirl their waves
And all the birds and all the beasts
Will shout in unison triumph.
But still I will search the endless sky
For that magical star
But will it be found, and found by me,
My sight stretches not that far.
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