May their lives be ashine of light
For they're light and dark
Show nothing more
Than a sheen we see as goodness.
They are neither or
any evil nor any good we label.
Life as it is
Is a starry sheen of everything we know and see.
The stars are factors of the way we grow
Like the sun
They provide for us
yet we don't know what we provide for them.
Metaphorically we think of them
And make ruins of their fascinating glory.