Repose

That is the trouble with stars,
you see.
You look into the night sky
and what do you see?
Brilliance.
Pinpoints of argent Light
dotting the night sky
in the universe’s
most elaborate
connect-the-dots.
See how they twinkle?
A bounteous display
of carnivalesque proportions.
But that is the trouble with stars,
you see.
For the moment their wondrous glow
graces
the blues
the greens
the browns
of our eyes,
they have been dead for centuries.

Our hearts are much the same,
I hear.

~LT

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2 thoughts on “Repose

  1. Wow! “Our hearts are much the same…” it’s true, isn’t it? Our hearts are like a sheet of paper, every time something ‘bad’ happens, a bit of paper is torn off; eventually, for those of us who follow our heart, there isn’t much left to follow… great post, my friend!

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