Glitter

The summer grass was kissed by glittery glistening drops of dew.
As if the world had been born sparkling and new.
Trying to mimick shimmering stars in the darkling sky.
What is the secret to keeping our inner twinkle alive?
Those sparks of heart fire, the flashing code of the soul's fireflies.
Rocked by the lull of dreaming's moon shining tide.
From the glitter in your heart, you must never hide
The sun paled in comparison to human shine.