I couldn't even begin to count them all.
Hundreds? Thousands? More?
There was no way of knowing.
Each one was a brilliantly sculpted freckle
That laid upon the night's dark face.
Each hundreds of thousands of light years apart,
Yet all come together as a beautiful painting in the sky.
Each one so much more immense than what meets the eye.
Trillions of moments, millions of lifetimes,
All trapped within a single glance.