I feel so infinitesimal

gazing up at these infinite cosmos

Stars are light years away, Their glimmer lagging far behind

  Trailing strands of almost forgotten brilliance

Stars don’t shine, they scintillate

Light retracting through moving pockets of warm and cool air

Shifting through the turbulent atmosphere

Much like our shaky & unpredictable lives, 

Shaped by moments of intensity

Sharp, deep, landscapes of gut wrenching sorrows

  And sweet, sweet succulent joys


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