A single, solitary point.

Why are you there all alone? A single star shining in the evening gloom.
Dusk has only just fallen, but above the thin sliver of light on the horizon, your watch you assume.
A single, solitary point.

What point can you serve, though, alone? Without help, your light shines not very far.
Nor are you so very bright that your light would much the coming night’s blackness mar.
Still you remain.

But soon, another will join you. You will be two bodies of sparkling light.
Another will come. And again, until you become a brilliant host in the night.
Then will you truly shine.