Little Star

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    Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
    From a trillion miles afar -
    Your rays penetrate the night
    And avail of your delight.
    Through the curvatures in space
    Where the moments are erased
    You forge onward in your course
    To the sun and to the earth,
    Both a photon and a wave -
    Both a master and a slave -
    Matter, energy and speed -
    Both fulfilment and the need -
    Self and space-disturbing force
    Charting journey from its source.

    Twinkle, twinkle, little star
    Shimmer as you fling ajar
    Door between the mind and heart -
    Tear the manacles apart -
    Make it shatter; make it bleed -
    Water flowers; cull the weed;
    Burn outside and burn within
    Till the mind begins to spin
    And avails of Northern Pole
    To attain into the soul -
    There to manifest as light
    And achieve unending might
    That can burn, and warm, and heal -
    Universal truth reveal -
    And allow it to break free
    Like volcano in the sea,
    There to reach into the clouds
    And to exorcise the doubts
    Of what's lovely - of what's good -
    And what, if it only could -
    If it only had the force -
    Would make paradise of Earth.

    Twinkle, twinkle, little soul,
    Be my journey, be my goal,
    Be my transcendental truth
    And don't fall into misuse
    But remain, all woes despite,
    To give solace, courage, might -
    To inspire the ones beneath
    And direct them into bliss:
    Burn and shine, and from my mind
    Wipe false thoughts that make me blind
    And replace myopic eyes
    With the true, the good, the wise.
    And as you reach in my bone,
    Make it shatter like a stone,
    Tear it, shake it, mold it, burn
    From the sundown till the morn.
    In the sky and in the eye
    In the place where shadows fly
    Disincarnate, free at last -
    Free from future, free from past -
    And existing anyhow
    Living in eternal now:
    Through the evening, through the dark,
    Like a condor, like a shark,
    Like a laughter, like a tear -
    Through the moody atmosphere -
    Little star! Twinkle and shine!
    Burn me, scorn me, and be mine!

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