Standing high above the city 

Nestled in a valley of darkness 

Millions of lights 

Shine upward 

Like stars 

A mirror of the heavens

 Moonlight teasing

 The corners of leaves 

Shimmering in the wind of the mountain 

 My eyes 

Glittering pools of wonder 

See the existence of thousands of people 

In a single glance 

The lights of their life 

Enchant me to know 

Where their busy feet tread 

 My young feet press 

Against tender grass 

That lives but for a moment 

Offspring of the mountain 

Standing strong

 Against the rising and fall of the sun 

A falling star 

Streaks across the sky 

Burning into nonexistence 

 City Lights still sparkling 

How long until they weary 

Fading away 

Succumbing to the inky blackness 

Replaced by new bulbs

Monopolized with electricity? 

 The mountain will crumble to dust 

The stars shall fall 

Each to their glory 

And I too shall leave 

But these lights 

Shall they eternally shine?