[Reverb piano music gently plays]
[piano music still plays]
[music fades]
[Operatic acapella begins playing]
Reverb voice: This message is to you from another man walking the same earth, breathing the same air.
Man: Wow...
...How to remember the stars?
Woman: I don't know how to describe it do you?
Man: Stars...
...amazing houses....
...houses of God which an angel arouses to a twinkling nod.
Man: The sheer volume...
...of points of light that radiate above me...
...is...
...mind-blowing
Reverb voice: Part of the great mystery.
Woman: I can't help but think of myself as a tiny speck of sand in this glorious universe.
Woman: A lot of people get really intimidated by the amount of stars in the sky...
...it makes them feel really small...
Multiple people: We are a mere speck. And they're hard to understand...
Reverb voice: So much unknown...
Man: And uh, the next question I prefer...
...not to think about it makes me to sad.
Woman: I think that the stars are such a source of comfort and they're always up there for us to...
...tell our secrets to and to guide us.
Man: That vault of heaven above...
...forever expanding...
...Is such a reflection of who we should become...
...limitless, infinite, and eternal.
Boy: If this was the last night you could see the stars in a thousand years...
Multiple voices: I hope people would remember...
Multiple voices: I hope we remember. Remember....
Woman: Remember them as something that was placed there...
...billions of years ago...
...by a God that loves you...
Multiple people: The heavens foretell the glory of God...They're just so beautiful...
...and pretty. Absolutely incredible. They're gorgeous!
Man: Their memory lives on with you.
Woman: Look up at this glorious sky and marvel at it's wonder.
Multiple people: That's it. Thanks. That's it.
Man: When you look at the stars look at them as...
Man: My own infinite, divine, vast, nature.
Woman: If the stars should appear one night in a thousand years...
Man: And one night I hope you can also raise your head...
Multiple people: How would men believe and adore...
Man: ...Like I do right now...
Boy: And preserve for many generations...
Woman: The remembrance of the city of God which had been shown!
Man: And see the sky full of stars...
...with your own eyes.
Woman: But every night come out these envoys of beauty and light the universe with their admonishing smile!
Woman: Amen!
[Triumphant music plays]
[Operatic singing returns]
[music fades]