Exuberantly bright as you were about to finish a night of glory.
So beaming, so happy, so full of life.
Yet less than 2 weeks ago you were nearly invisible, lost in the darkness. Seemingly so sad, so dim, and then just a sliver of light, only peeking at the world, very slowly being restored.
You'll fade again; I know it. Slowly slipping back into cold, still blackness.
Even then, during the times when you don't seem to be around, I always look up and search among the stars to see where you are.
I saw me this morning, in the sky.