The girl who made the stars

That night had been as it was foretold,

Dark, quiet,

The moon had hidden itself from sight,

Even the animals gave way to night.

A single flicker danced in the night,

A flame. a fire,

With one girl dancing around it,

Her feet barely touched the ground.

The dance was as it was foretold,

One which no one had seen before,

Yet a dance they would all remember,

A dance we would all remember.

As she danced, those around her swayed,

Certain to make no sound,

They knew the time was to come,

The time that had been foretold.

The rest was as it had been foretold,

The dancing girl reached for the flame,

As her had touched the ashes they began to rise,

One by one, they rose,

Until thousands...no millions...rose to the sky,

Each flew higher than any man had been

Brighter than any had seen,

That is the day, the girl made the stars.