Earthly Stars

The land was barren, 

The sky was black. 

Stars hung down,

Too far down. 

They fell from their frail places,

Leaving the sky barren too. 

Now the sky was truly black,

No light to be seen. 

Only burning sands,

Black sky. 

A spark,

Something small. 

A girl,

Her hair whipping in the wind. 

She braves Death Valley,

Where stars died. 

Her walk is lonely,

Without even the moon. 

She is a light,

Where no light should be. 

The last star,

The only feature in this land of waste. 

Only her footsteps,

Left behind. 

Where man once tread,

Leaving wide paths. 

Only she walks now,

Her light held out. 

The only light,

For even the sun has died. 

In the distance,

Another spark. 

He who walks for himself,

She who walks for the world.

More sparks appear,

Now stars are from Earth.

They don’t hang in the heavens anymore,

They are not dead. 

They simply hang low,

Only to climb.