The Last Star

A single star in endless night,

Still burning on, still shining bright.

The others fell, they dimmed, they died,

Yet here it stands—defying time.

The cosmos hums in solemn tune,

A lullaby beneath the moon.

Galaxies swirl, their embers cold,

Yet one small light remains so bold.

It saw the birth of time and space,

It watched the worlds shift face to face.

It heard the whispers of the void,

And saw what stars were once destroyed.

Alone it drifts, yet still it gleams,

A beacon lost in endless dreams.

For though the night may stretch so far,

Hope lingers in a single star.