Sparks of a dark night

The glow in my life can’t dim, It kindles as starlight, Revealed as sparks of a dark night, But consumed by great heights. Still shines when the twilight deepens, When the sun no more shows, And carpets of darkness are laid, The moonlight just then glows. At dawn, the new day births the sun, Its brightness in the sky~ A light that clears the darkest night, And spreads its wings up high. Each glow is followed by more shines, That sparkle the same way, As nights are replaced by new days, Afterglow brings each day.