every star, a story
of what was once reality

some burn brightly,
still warm like the winds of yesterday
some twinkle tenderly,
their last few pages fading away
some dazzle violently,
ends and beginnings in their wake

distant glimpses of self-history:
defeats and victories,
daily pleasantries
and nightly melancholies

friends and lovers
and family and strangers

every star, a shining echo of the past
once is, and now was,
only their lessons left to last
© Jedd Felias