I gaze at the star light sky;
The music of silence plays in a never ending crescendo;
A mystical symphony of a silent mind.
The arm of the milky way, a swathe of stars glimmering in the night
Playing in my mind is a symphonic melody;
My mind has much to do;
The past are lessons learned.
There is only thought at a time;
Each star telling what has gone by;
Each a tiny point that is a lesson;
Each passing time is deliberated and discarded.
I reflect on the life that has gone by;
The present is the reality to make a mark;
Before I leave this particular mortal life;
And on to the next life, a sojourner of life.
