Poem 16

The star is the spirit of the night,
A spiritual being, forever by our side.
The star, a glimmering guide in the vast expanse,
Is more than just a speck, a mere happenstance.

Elédùmarè made Star a spirit.
The spirit of the night,
The brightness is unusual.
Everyone with a spirit is a star.

A spirit it becomes, when darkness unfolds,
Its light a beacon, a story yet untold.
With a radiance so pure, it captures our gaze,
Whispering secrets in its cosmic haze.

Through eons it has journeyed, across the universe wide,
Witnessing wonders, both humble and grandiose in stride.
It has seen birth and death of stars, fiery and bright,
A witness to the dance of cosmic light.

This spirit of the star, it whispers in our hearts,
Igniting dreams and hope, as it imparts
A sense of wonder, a connection so deep,
To the vastness of the universe, where secrets sleep.

It guides lost souls, those searching for a way,
Providing solace, when darkness holds sway.
In its ethereal presence, we find solace and peace,
A gentle reminder, that all worries will cease.

So gaze upon the star, as it twinkles above,
And feel the spirit within, filled with love.
For it is a reminder, of the beauty we possess,
A spark of divinity, in our mortal caress.

The star, a spirit, forever shining bright,
An eternal companion in the darkest of night.
Let its light guide you, let its spirit inspire,
And let your own light, ignite and transpire.

Mimo mimo ni ti oluwa olorun Elédùmarè 
Iba fun Elédùmarè 
Iba Asee.