I Am a Star
I know my creator who made me on the fourth day, the mid-point of a seven day week. I don't act, make movies, or seek fortune or fame. How are you? My name is Bozrah.
I am a real and live star, part of a team and not alone I partner with the sun and moon to light up the earth.
I know my purpose, and I know where I belong
I was made and placed in the sky It's my home, where my story began
I was made to help light up the night, becoming a tool for separating night from day
I'm not a faraway rock with nothing to do I'm not human but light for your dark nights
I saw you last night headed to work the late night shift
I'm honored to serve God in this capacity
When I have served my purpose, I will burn out and die just like you
031520PoSpCtest, A Star's Heartbeat, Chantelle Cooke Genesis 1:14-19
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