Twinkle twinkle little stars,
Out away in the distant fars;
There’s more to them than meets the eye,
Strewn across, like pearls in the sky;
How often have we tried our fate to read ?
How often have we sought a shiny bead ?
Do stars traverse the lines on our palm ?
Do they really work like a healing balm ?
Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are;
A sight to behold and a moment of bliss;
An inevitable omen or destiny’s kiss;
Witness to all that has happened till date,
A beautiful angel and custodian of Fate.