a poem about stars and saints

Funny from my window before the morning sun rises, I see one star in the sky..

Like the saints, even through the darkness it shines bright

We on earth only see a glimpse of the actual reality happening to the stars right now [because the light we see now is actually lightyears away]..

From all eternity, in the heavens, isn’t there a plan unfolding for each of us? As the morning sun rises the star fades away yet by eyes of faith we know, there is a place in heaven already reserved for us [if we of course will it].. should we decide to meet the day?

Happy all Saints day 🙂

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