this whole world is beautiful I’ve seen it with my own bright eyes everything I’ve fallen in love with oceans that stretch forever and gleam iridescent azure while mighty waves crest into the sky forests that climb overhead and all the life climbing with them high on bursting verdant canopies those scarlet-golden sunsets cherished only in a moment but held close to the heart forever and I’ve heard it sing to me countless voices singing one song every single one a unique verse distant calls of mockingbirds each note made of avian love sung to each other and the whole world faint howling of coyotes ferocious things of teeth and claws a black backdrop for a vivid world whispers of lovers at night promises of their life yet lived together with hands locked and eyes set and I must say i’ve felt it every single thing strikes a chord each familiar path or trail unblazed all of the places I’ve been fabled cities and fresh retreats give a sense of time: passed or ahead all of the stories I’ve read words by Hemingway or Dumas spin worlds in both romance and the real all of the people I’ve met doctors, baristas, and students each touched me with their own perspective the world is beautiful, true but when I look up to the sky I know beauty isn’t just on Earth when I see stars and stardust floating in galaxies above the whole universe looks beautiful
This is an optimistic mirror of "Coming Of An Era"