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very time I look up, I sigh.</p><p id="7af2">There is so much happening up there, away from the city and its glare. Each night the sky puts up a magic show, to lure us out of our woe.</p><p id="c830">Oh, If only we make time, to watch something that doesn’t cost a dime. Only filling our hearts with love and wonder, leaving us with feelings so fonder.</p><p id="1cc0">A zillion stars, the effervescent moon, that features in every lullaby tune. The majestic planets, galaxies so dynamic, providing us with a view panoramic.</p><p i

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d="6579">Bursts of dust particles give us a shimmer of hope when we are the end of our rope. The darkness above is charmingly elusive, yet strangely all-inclusive.</p><p id="2975">There is a longing to understand, yet a thought that we are nothing but one strand. A connection so intense never ceases to astound, giving rise to joy abound.</p><p id="3ee3">Oh, deep dark sky, I perceive you with not just my eye, but with my whole soul. Your mystery never ceases to fascinate me, you have given nothing but glee.</p></article></body>

An Ode To The Night Sky

My source of wonder and awe.

Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash

Like a mysterious dark river, with not the slightest quiver. Lay the dark deep sky, every time I look up, I sigh.

There is so much happening up there, away from the city and its glare. Each night the sky puts up a magic show, to lure us out of our woe.

Oh, If only we make time, to watch something that doesn’t cost a dime. Only filling our hearts with love and wonder, leaving us with feelings so fonder.

A zillion stars, the effervescent moon, that features in every lullaby tune. The majestic planets, galaxies so dynamic, providing us with a view panoramic.

Bursts of dust particles give us a shimmer of hope when we are the end of our rope. The darkness above is charmingly elusive, yet strangely all-inclusive.

There is a longing to understand, yet a thought that we are nothing but one strand. A connection so intense never ceases to astound, giving rise to joy abound.

Oh, deep dark sky, I perceive you with not just my eye, but with my whole soul. Your mystery never ceases to fascinate me, you have given nothing but glee.

Poetry
Night
Mystery
Philosophy
Sky
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