If you stare intently and appreciatively 
at the star lite night above you,

there is a chance, this slight possibility,

that the heavens will unfold before your eyes.

And I never want to forget:
the late night walks alongside my mum...

and the way she'd tell me tales about the greatness of God.

Of how He knows the name to every single star...

And I never want to forget
how at that moment

I longed for nothing more than to be one.