lost in the vast expanse of night,
Gazing up at the stars adrift in space,
Constellation weaving tales of old,
Their brilliance painted stories in the sky,
Yet to some, they were crystals passing by,
Her dear ones questioned what she saw so bright,
A shimmering tapestry of hopes and dreams,
A celestial ballet in cosmic theater,
Stars like diamonds strewn across the velvet,
To others, they were mere celestial crystals,
A backdrop of the world, devoid of arms.
Her words unveiled the depths of her:s soul flight,
For in the twinkle of each distant star,
She found echoes of her own inner light,
Guiding her through the darkness, near and far.
© Pankti