The Stargazer

Death no longer whisper secrets

A thief is no longer the Time

Today, the voice is her ears

is the eternal murmur of the stars

And when she reach out her fingers,

after climbing silent and high,

her hands can almost touch them

her sisters, owners of the sky

But with nothing left but a gaze

she watches the night passing by

Gazes longing and also shining

the eternal dance of infinite stars