Why wish upon a distant star,
Twinkling faintly from afar?
When you can pray to the One who made,
Each galaxy, in darkness and light arrayed.

The stars, mere echoes of His might,
Shining beacons in the night.
Yet greater still, the Creator's hand,
That shaped the sea, the sky, the land.

In prayer, a connection divine,
Beyond the stars, where wonders align.
To Him who hears each silent plea,
In the vast cosmos, His love, the key.

Why gaze upon a star's faint glow,
When to the Maker, your hopes can flow?
In His presence, fears unbind,
Peace and comfort, there you find.

He who sculpted the stars so bright,
Guides your path in the darkest night.
In prayer, find strength, find light,
In the Creator's power, infinite and right.

So look beyond the starlit sky,
To the One who reigns on high.
In every prayer, His grace imparts,
Beyond the stars, within your hearts.

January 24, 2024
Created by 
MarkWaldrop