up there

When shining down upon the Earth with light,
Those stars, a herald of the coming night
Can show with crystal clarity, the world.

Illuminated, they gleam like pearls
Fastened in a diadem atop a lady's head.
These celestial bodies for which there is no end
Will mesmerize the crashing waves,
Set the vaunted winds to shame.

But fret not, don't make such a crestfallen face my dear,
For the cache of stars above won't leave,
Held tightly in the thrall of all love.