Do You Wonder Where the Stars Go
When they've completely burned out?
When their light is no more
And there beauty stollen?
Do you think they find peace
Since there are no more eyes on them,
No one to envy their burning beauty,
Their unwanted and only virtue.
Do you think they sigh their last sighs in
Exhalation of light,
Or does the universe steal it from them
Like God steals the breath from the lips of mortals
And breaths it back unto us.