Star

Dark blue ink covers the sky.
It is silent.
The gurgling of water,
The swaying of trees,
The sounds of animals,
Fill the silence.
Then,
One by one,
Twinkling little creatures
Spark into existence.
They dot the sky,
With they're non-audible music.
They are stars.

This is just a little poem about stars. It may be messy, but that's the beauty of it. :)