Dreams, Stars, Lives Poem by John Navin

So many fireworks are twinkling, sparkling, shimmering, dying.

The dancing sparks are countless fireflies, once hidden in a secret realm, now set free into the vast darkness.

Or perhaps they are dreams, stars, lives, that suddenly explode into brilliant light, then, slowly, die in the bosom of night.

Somewhere, among these dreams, stars, lives, there throbs a spark of Love that touches the heart and sets alight an Eternal flame.

The ancient spark has traveled through many dreams, stars, lives, as a reminder of a Timeless light - a Love that never dies even when there are no longer any dreams, stars, lives.

Catch fire and burn with the infinite radiance of all dreams, stars, lives. This is the light of all lights.

So many fireworks are glittering, glowing, showering, disappearing.