Twinkling Prayers


    As night unveils each star on high,
    I sit back thinking here below--
    When prayers ascend I'm sure they flow
    into that vacuum, we call sky.

    Those sequined lights which all align
    above earth in that darkened place,
    they glitter throughout time and space,
    once somber prayers, now stars that shine!.

    Yes, drifting to that realm above
    they blink back down to send respite;
    Converted into happy light,
    like quiet specks of ageless love!