Two friends diverged by a laser sword, Star ships broken in jagged carelessness, Chaos of unintentional demise, dejected souls,
Now again risen by the force above a starlit landscape, Each dotted ember lighting a path to rejoicing, Meeting again in a spot engraved in the minds of fellows, To take hands, To heal wounds, To remind that it will be okay, And mistakes are not impenetrable.
The past burns like fallen ashes behind footsteps. Friends begin anew in the galaxies.
