The writings in the sky

It is written in the night sky,
in the orchestra of colours.
Everything you are,
everything you could be,
everything you have ever lusted for.
Do you have the courage to look?
To see your own truths,
the ugly, the painful, the shameful.
Will they hold you captive,
or will you set them free,
set them alight,
carry them as flaming torches,
as beacons that lights the way
of the path that only you can walk?