Think about it, and think again:
What story do you want to tell
When night reveals the starry hem
Around the silent cosmic well?
What story do you want to weave
Into its ever growing reach?
A dream that lovers would conceive,
A tale to learn, or one to teach?
Make up the one you want to hear,
Take extra care with the ending,
As once upon will reappear
For space and time are bending.