If the universe is the night sky,
We are each individual stars
That make up the constellations.
Each of us a tear in the darkness,
Pinpoints in the abyss.
The Creator drew this star map,
Carefully cutting holes in the night sky
In order to allow for the beauty
Of metaphysical reality to shine through:
A reminder of the far-off divine.
Our individual light points towards something greater;
Each star charting out the sky,
Each constellation weaving itself into the galaxy.
We belong to our own place on the star map,
We present our own manifestation of the divine.