[CancerSyndrome]

Shooting stars aren't stars at all.
When a Phoenix is old enough it will fly high, above the mountains, above the clouds, as high as it can go, and when it's as high as it can go it sings. The song is joyful, but a tearful undercurrent plays the whole way through. It's something almost no one ever hears, and when it gets the the crescendo, the highest note, the lowest note, the loudest note it dies. The streak you see in the sky is never a fallen star, it's a falling phoenix. And if you listen hard when you see one you might just hear the last hurray of one, the moment before it begins it's rebirth and new life.