Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,...
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,...
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,...
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,...
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The stars in the sky are beautiful. They are so light, so graceful, so ever-present, so everlasting. But they are not the only stars. The stars in the sky are not even the best of all.

The stars in the sky are just one of many colors. There are colors on the sky that have no name, no form, no feeling or sound. They are just colors that appear to be nothing more than dots on a piece of paper.

These colors come from all over the place, from wherever you can imagine them being. They are created by stars that have names and feelings and sounds and forms. These are the angels of heaven.

These are their tears of sadness and joy and love, their laughter and cries of pain. These are their stars that shine more brightly than any other stars because they come from everywhere, from everywhere.

Source: Evangeline: A Tale Of Acadie

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