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.