The Stars Remain

When our lives are over
and our mortal being
has withered to dust.
When our remains are scattered
amongst the prevailing wind,
the stars will remain
to guide those who follow
in our footsteps through time.

The stars will remain
embedded in the velvet night.
Millions and millions of them
up where we perceive
heaven somewhere lies.

We are told all of us have one,
a star that will always remain to shine bright.
A star to guide the lost
on a cold and lonely night,
a star to look down
on all creation
for as long as it survives.
The stars will remain
no matter what we do.
They remain there forever
embedded in the velvet night.

9 December 2011

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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