the shine

you are a star and the universe belongs to you
your shine is the most precious thing it holds
you lovingly rearrange its powers at your will
you are a single stroke of light in a sea of darkness

you look so fragile and cold
so blue and isolated
but you are grand and infinite

you are a star and therefore the universe is yours
you are its king and its master

you look so feeble and weak
so blue and alone
but you are great and endless

your sheer presence is enough for you to give meaning to the meaningless
your shine is the sole thing which gives significance to the insignificant
you do it so effortlessly

the universe has no choice but to surrender
the whole universe revolves around a single stroke of light
one dark giant who has succumbed to a single stroke of light
a big ball of blackness who has fallen for a single stroke of light