Stars do tell mysteries.
They bear witness to all things
in the universe.
They know the darkness.
They are beacons of light,
the old witch declared.
God is the keeper of all mysteries.
We need not seek them out.
All there is to know or see
is in His book of life,
replied la religieuse
Stars dance.
Stars sing.
Stars laugh.
God has no need
for such trifles.
Stars are beautiful,
painting the sky
Stars have no meaning,
sneered la religieuse,
God has no use for them.
You forget,
grinned the old woman,
Jesus was born under a star.
