In the vast expanse of the open sky,
Lies a story written, up high,
Of secrets and scars that never die,
A tale that every star will testify.
Each twinkle, each sparkle, holds a memory,
Of battles fought and hearts that were weary,
For in the depths of this endless dome,
Lies the history of every broken soul.
Some scars are faint, barely visible,
Like the gentle breeze that's hardly audible,
Whispers of a love that once bloomed,
But faded away, leaving wounds.
Others are deep, etched in the night,
A reminder of a painful plight,
Of wars and struggles, of loss and pain,
That forever leave their mark in this domain.
But amidst the chaos, there's a silver lining,
For every scar has a purpose defining,
For they remind us of our strength and might,
And how we emerged from the darkest of nights.
So let the scars in the sky be a symbol,
Of resilience, of hope, of a heart that's nimble,
For in this canvas of stars and light,
We find the courage to continue our flight.
And as we gaze upon the scars in the sky,
We're reminded that beauty can still thrive,
For even in our brokenness, we're not alone,
For the stars above, they bear our scars as their own.


Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes
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