There were stars that ever shone so bright,
That ashamed of its morning light, the sun
said, take it
That in this defeat, I rise, you are my
star and it is all mine...
That never boast with spark that is stolen,
My presence endured by the dark,
And welcome in the beauty of my scattered
glow..
Through you I reach out to those we once
knew,
Who hide in the dark, and candles the wind
blew...
You sparkle with reassurance, guarding my
promise for tomorrow,
Is it not that you do, so divine and so
pure?
That the light is not all that matters...
That the arrogance is not in the glow,
It is in the beauty of faith, in which you
endure...
