They do not change depending on our sky.
And if they would, they are so far away
They could not even see our Earth to try.
The Sun, though closer, also does not alter
With our Earth's weak rotations as we turn;
Its massive fusion cannot, will not falter
So even in our night the Sun will burn.
The Moon, I must admit, will never shine;
Its beams can but reflect the Sun's bright light
But sunlight will reflect from it just fine
Even when, to us, it is not night.
The heavens do not wait on our affairs
No more should we on strangers' thoughts or stares.
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