If a star
Fell from the cosmos
There are billions
To take it’s place
Although sometimes
One refuses to accept any substitutions
That is when
They look at the fallen star
And a piece of it is still burning brightly
One small ember
Providing enough light to bring back our shine
For long enough to realize
That we are all stars in the abyss shining brightly for others to see
But most beautiful is stardust
That’s when someone wonderful disintegrates after they have fallen
With a hand full of stardust
Someone will not only shine
They’ll be reborn
With a fire so bright inside them
That the stars of the heavens become jealous.