as they redshift on their path to eternity?
Might they take note of an illuminated marble suspended in the velvet darkness
“See how magnificent she is – like none we have ever encountered before,” one might point out to another. “Surely, love and compassion have made a home there.”
“Perhaps,” says the other. “Perhaps not.”
“If you ask me,” interrupts the moon,
“I think they are still working on it.”