The burning star, so bright and fair,
In the sky it dances without a care,
Its light a beacon, a guiding flame,
To lost souls seeking their way again.
The star ignites the blackened night,
Bringing warmth to all in its sight,
A fiery orb, so fierce and bold,
Its power never to be controlled.
From its core, a heat so pure,
It fuels the world, of that we're sure,
A force of nature, beyond compare,
The burning star, we cannot help but stare.
In its light, we find our way,
Guided by the star, day by day,
Its energy, a gift to all,
A constant reminder, we're not so small.
The burning star, a thing of awe,
A symbol of life, a primal law,
Its radiance, a sight to behold,
A burning star, so bright and bold.
©Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S🇰🇪
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