To Find the Star, to Be the Star.

TWINKLE, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are !
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the trav’ller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often thro’ my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.

‘Tis your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the trav’ller in the dark :
Tho’ I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

~~The Star, Jane Taylor (1783-1824)

讀過小花兒的星星詩，聯想到珍．泰勒這首星星詩。
幾乎所有的孩子心中都藏著這一顆星星，一閃一閃地。

星星沒有出離，沒有消逝。
旅人，見著了。
窗簾邊沒睡的小女孩見著了。

需要的人，就會見著。

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No matter who i am, what i am, where i am, how i am and when it is.
Wish i could/should be the star, with tiny but bright spark.
Just keep twinkling in the dark, in the dark.