Twinkle, Twinkle my Little Star I looked up at the sky and saw a shooting star, but it was gone too soon. And the sky fell silent. Though there were still the tiny twinkling ones, looking pretty as ever. So I wished to one of them, seeking solace in its constancy. It had seen me long before I bothered looked up. Therefore even when at times, my ever changing mind doesn't get what it needs, I can find some permanence here, under the star lit sky.