Jacob dear you are still here
Living in my heart
With every beat, the memory
Of you held in my arms

The day we met although short lived
It's you I still adore
But who am I to question why
God needed you more

As surly as I live we'll meet again
On the other side
But until then I will keep you in
Both my heart and mind

Night is just night,
without it being told that
it should be dark
and sunless.

It is what it is,
by its own definition.
It does not need stars to shine
In order to make darkness meaningful.

Still, the stars shine.
They do what they do
Without self-acknowledgement,
They simply do.

Be.
Like night and stars
And meaningfulness
And Self-acknowledgement.