The Stars

A lovely poem about how I see the stars.

The Stars



Sometimes,

they're bright,

Sometimes,

they're dim,

Sometimes,

there are countless visible,

Sometimes,

there are few,

Sometimes,

they put you in a state of obliviousness.

Always,

there are billions,

Always,

they will be over us,

observing everything we do in the night.

Always there will be some that are unknown.

Always they will bring unknowable beauty to the sky.





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