For A Moment Like This

As you gaze upon a star in the heaven, it glimmers and glows. a little more brightly and then a little less shiny. Do you ever stop to realise that with every cycle of sparkling, the star move closer toward its end? Heck there are even some that had already died million of light years ago, but the star's light has just momentarily reached us?

A firefly glows ever radiant throughout the night just to die the very next morn. Why are things made this way?

Your life's worth for a moment of (Fill in any positive emotion, or adjective). I wouldn't have it any other way.

This is the very fact of how life should be lived.