What would happen

What would happen

If there were no stars

All had died

When all we see

In a backless sky

Is a splash of tears

For the passing

A lingering flare

Of memory

A storyboard

Of redundancy

The soul of every being

Who has ever lived

Blinking out

In implosion

What would we make

Of the darkness

In our surroundings

If we were lost

How would we find our way

In the blindness

Of a sky so

Starkly starless

As to shed no

Particular light

On any difference

Between direction

And purpose