The deep dark ceiling feels warm with every star that appears on it.
One by one they flicker -
Some in excitement, some in confusion, others in anger,
But none of them ruins the majestic view.
Sometimes they get agitated, tremble and collide -
And for that reason exactly
In the middle, there sits the Sun,
Spreading its knowledge illuminating every star.
It gives them strength and advice and they learn to shine for another night.
But not all of them make it, some get ruined and die.
The Sun understands their pain and it remembers each and every single one.
All the stars bow and submit to the greatness of the Sun.