Counting The Stars
Count the stars
A million bright jewels
Casting yellow beams
Specks against a velvet backdrop
The heavenly choir sings its song
To the guardian of the universe
The song pulses and throbs
The beat of a millennium
As I, only a tiny thought
One small fraction of the whole
Watch silently
Wishing to take part in the chorus
And sing the song of ages
Until that day comes
I will play the role of spectator
Awed by a brilliant masterpiece
Set before blue eyes.