Let thine glory be questioned not

Star,planet and all presence  -
are bound in space,
We are also enclosed by our functional race.

When every presence merges with nothingness,
Time stands out still to  endless,
We also spin hand in hand within
and so does our clock spin.

Every  hand holds a clock
Every clock reads a date
and so does my clock read,
What those were written in that date sheet,
 the stars were the witness of that feat:
" Every planet will become splendid
and will hug the earth a tight,
Thereby everyone could get the due right."

Today,  when the date stands out in front,
Stars spare not and state;
Keep thine word to the dot,
Let thine glory be questioned not.