The stars are tears
shed by the Universe,
as it yearns for an ounce of solace
in the vast, empty place above
where it's accustomed to survive,
Despite an obscure reluctance
we've all grown too familiar with--
burden heavy on its shoulders,
In spite of young children
wishing upon it every time the moon ascends,
revealing its ephemeral, yet foolish glow.
Oct 7, 2024
Oct 7, 2024 at 2:12 PM UTC
The stars are tears
shed by the Universe,
as it yearns for an ounce of solace
in the vast, empty place above
where it's accustomed to survive,
Despite an obscure reluctance
we've all grown too familiar with--
burden heavy on its shoulders,
In spite of young children
wishing upon it every time the moon ascends,
revealing its ephemeral, yet foolish glow.
