Look up into the star flecked night,
As if a thousand fireflies were stuck in the blanket of darkness above.
Their light an echo of times past,
Ghosts of a past saved by lights slow journey through the universe.
Their random positions, decreed by the vagaries of position and timing
Give the observer, pause to see in the twinkling lights,
Shapes, animals, people.
The ancient lights of stars converted to the gods and heroes of man.
The magic of the cosmos turned into the magic of the human imagination.