Falling Stars

We are all but falling stars
Shedding light across the sky
Nights inky canvas brought to life
Morning dew the joy we cry

Silence bleed the coming song
Our breeze in rustled leaves
Whispered grace to sooth the fire
Lost youth for which we grieve

Starlight twinkle before the dawn
To sleep with each new day
And rise anew as dusk draws near
Kissing the sun as it slips away

Stephen Allen
(Stoic Poetry)

I was born and raised in Ireland and have lived in too many countries to remember. I currently reside in Austria.
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