Help me think of the name of my poem! !

Look at the sky again, the stars will be covered by dark clouds, and pebbles full of feet can also attract the stars. What colorful stars and unyielding stones. At this moment, I understand that the sun rises in the east, and the light of stars and stones is replaced by the sun, but their beauty at night can't replace what a beautiful day it is. I understand the meaning of life and death. The title of this poem is "Process"