Have
you ever wished upon a star
Or
ever wondered why
There
are so many little beams
All
lighting up the sky.
Like
tiny angels they appear
All
dressed in clear and bright,
As
if the Sun had splintered
Sending
Crystals into night.
And
constantly they shine on us
Sweet
streams of Heaven's day,
As
if the Sun had said to them
"Please
go and light their way".
So
many tiny beacons
Appear
to us at night,
As
if to send the message
"We
are guardians of your sight".
How
endlessly they shine on me
Pure
pearls of Wisdom's charm,
As
if to say "Please go your way
You're
always safe from harm".
And
graciously they shine on you
Fair
flames of Love's embrace,
As
if to vow "Together now
We
light each other's face".
So
many tiny angels
All
guarding from above,
So
strong and yet so tender are
These
guiding lights of Love.
The
light that glows on us bestows
Its
everlasting mark,
As
if to cheer "All Life is here
There's
no-thing in the dark!".
And
so it seems, these tiny beams
Depart
when daylight comes,
As
if to hint "We're not silent
Your're
listening to the Sun".
And
now you know, where 'ere you go,
From
you they're never far,
On
you they shine Life's light divine,
You're
precious as your star.
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