The Stars in The Sky

Looking at the stars, 

you can see ease,

they're task is simple,

look and please.

Light is warm,

no matter it's kind,

in a light,

in the mind.

With out god,

nothing would be,

and the eye,

would never see.

Detours from the main path,

always end with evil,

stick to the math,

thou hath noting to fear.

Present is a gift,

past is grim,

future can shift,

the rest is dim.

The End

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