Children of Stars
3 min readNov 27, 2023
Repented for all mankind’s sins,
fished mysteries from the sea’s depths,
the father smiled,
and I, reborn a child.
I soar high,
hands reaching for the sky,
vanquishing shadows,
with a finger's righteous light.
In everything, a connection,
patterns unveiled, exposed,
the good, a resilient presence,
outshining darkness, composed.
In this world of make-believe,
I am the hero, the sage, the seer,
dancing through the shadows,
embracing light with open arms.
In dreams, I weave through stars,
sipping tales from the moon's ancient jars,
innocence reborn,
in the heart of the storm.
I chase the wind,
riding on the back of time,
finding truths in simple things,
sparking hope with every rhyme.
I weave a brighter world,
where love dethrones the hate,
each thought a star, in night unfurled,
guiding souls to a kinder fate.
Here, in this realm of possibilities,
I understand the power within,
the strength to change, to heal, to love,
boundless, echoing the universe's eternal whim
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