Gleaming on the canvas,
I see the beads in the night sky.
Standing alone, illuminating
The darker half of the sphere.Glittering the life beneath them,
Wrapped up in the gloomy sheet,
The pearls spell their magic
Into the murky lives.Stretching across the space,
The starry night gives way
To the ocean of the sky.The little twinklers retreat
With the rising of the dawn.
Gazing at the bright sky,
The pellets of the darkness are gone.
