Gods Brightest Star

As my hands reach that place
Where eager smiles roam free.

And words not in need of rhyming
Where stars now gaze upon me.

Clocks have tired of their ticking
Goodness has banished all time.

Where human sparks of kindness
The sun no longer outshines.

I watched as a star was falling
It begged for my helping hand.

I reached in its place
Transposed on my face.

Such brilliance God for man.