The brightest stars glow in the dark and so the moon is seen.
But down on earth as small as dust, we look like grains of beans.

No distance crossed can stop the joy of everything between.
The life and joy and happiness of everything in peace.

"Hallelujah", the people say, they make their voices heard.
Up to the heavens as people cheer behind the wonderous stars.

When fear and sorrow and terrible things bring nightmares as we sleep.
All gets lost as morning comes beholding a star again.

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