Mysteries of the Stars

The waters infinite meet

The infinite of the sky.

The iridescent stars are vibrating with a cosmic calm,

Brightening specks enraptured to capture pieces of us all.

Tumultuous yearnings sprawled across a galaxy 

of incessant beings,

Searching for a heavenly space of mind. 

The sky’s imperious grace binds us to its

boundless will.

Comets fleeting and many moons meeting,

in the very place, we all collide. 

We cannot see the meeting place, 

But we can see the stars. 

• Astronomy
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