Diamonds in the Sky

They twinkle, like the bright, wide eyes of a curious child, or the worn faded ones of a wise, all-knowing elder.

They dance, to a beautiful, delicate song, that can only be heard by the heavens.

Some say they are our ancestors, long past but still watching over us from above. 

They sparkle, like the diamonds that hide in dark caves.

They shine, like the sun reflecting on the water, glimmering across the lake.

They fall, like everything will someday, because nothing lasts forever, nothing pure can stay.