*the stars dust fall freely
opening its unconditional hope
sparkling gracefully as they twinkle to earths corners
covering the ground in a blanket of dreams
Some people may think it's strange, but I much prefer the night over the day. The way I see it, it is simply filled with magic and wonder; dreams.
The day is beautiful when the sun warms us with its kisses, but it also shields us. The day clouds our visions to all that is beyond, keeping hopes and dreams at bay
*embraced with unfailing faith
peaceful and yet it is more than silence
a sound of comfort, of a truth still unkown*
But when the sun falls away and the moon shines down; that is when the sky reveals its vulnerability. The fog is lifted and we get a powerful glimpse of the universe. Little bits and pieces of the bigger picture; of what's already written in the stars
*some may find themselves caught with curiousity
searching and digging for a hole in the silk
but the truth is why search when we are blessed with a cover from the stars
a shield where all can breathe and believe*
The stars are there to mock us, tease us, with all their secrets of what is to come. It is a romantic moment between one person and the universe, if only a moment, where dreams are shared and the sparks of hope ignite; burning bright as any falling star. So call me dark, isolated, whichever, the nighttime will always fulfill my faith, lighter than any sun.
*if only they can trust the magic of stardust
holding in their palms the key to any fantasy
eyes keen to close
for it is lovely to sleep in the arms of a starlit sky*
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