Let the old stars fall from the sky
when their light has finished its journey
to mistake their fading
for the end of the night
would be a lost world
there are constellations within you
that have waited in silence
to be remembered
walk gently toward what calls you
some paths disappear
because they have already taught you
where not to return
edit the life
but not the soul
keep what is true
pause before answering the wound
as if it were the present moment
not every old fear
deserves a new decision
build a life that works
without forgetting why it matters
and love
love
let it be like moonlight on still water
a light that reveals
some souls meet like comets
burning brightly across one another’s skies
some remain like stars
distant and constant
quietly changing the shape of the darkness
trust what remains after the storm
trust the silence that no longer frightens you
trust the small light
that keeps returning at dawn
for life is not asking you
to become someone else
it is asking you
to shed what is no longer true
and the hidden constellation
within you
feels like home
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