When Whisky Turned To Tea

The stars sung. 
A joyful symphony of glory as the sun dipped over the horizon
A world awash in gold, strands of light that splinter and fracture into a thousand infinite lives
Disperse among the world whispering stories 
Of how the sun fell in love with a star, 
A star so bright, a white light that burned and yearned and spun in the cosmos 
The day the sun and the star met the world had colour again 
Amplification - infinite renewals