Starstruck Stars?

I have asked myself time and time again.... If I could write the most beautiful of words Within the most alluring and colorful of ways The pinnacles of splendid and eloquently written verse Amid the highest echelons of majestical wonders Ever beheld, beyond the histories of all mankind Melting the hardest of hearts, or endearing the most tender of eyes Having the entire world, flocking gleefully about my feet An endless sea of souls, falling enchantingly in love with me.... What would it mean? And what would it be? Could it fill the depths of something deeper inside? Even if through my words I could hold them all Within the very palms of my hands What would survive? And what would die? I have thought When the sun finally sets upon this glittering life And the essence of whom I was, had taken its final breath? If, nothing in which I had ever written or spoke Had ever painted the picture or the portrait, of the everlastings Paradise, of paragons perfection, or hades' abysmal sorrows.... Where then would be my reward, I considered And in what joys, if I were to find That all of my beauties and all of my wonders, my words Were within the end, ultimately, all but amiss? No! I covet not the things of this place.... Nor do I admire, not truly, the faithless ones Even if their words were the most majestical ever spoken? If the entire world flocked about their feet, I would not For I have seen and I have known--"Know!" That there is so much more, beyond this place and beyond this life So much more, that I would never trade it, for my eternal soul! Not even for a moment, inside of a moments, glittering world ............................Of......................... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Starstruck Stars?