I am like the night's sky that in its darkness reveals the resting place of the planets as anxious sparks of light.
The true character of the heart beneath its vesture or garment is unknown but is observed when charmed by the absence of the discerning eye of the Sun,
who, remaining in its place would keep all lowly hearts ashamed mindful of their disgrace before their greater peers,
And so departs to bid every one the night's wholesome grace.
I am gentle, hopeful and encouraging to every heart that dreams while yet awake,
I unmask the stars
You choose your place,
I make you bold and tip the scales
When the world arises,
Behold your name!