I gaze upon thee,
And all I see,
But a mere particle of dust
In the cacophonous dark sky.
Our rambunctious attitude startles it's
calm state of mind.
Sending it into an uproar,
Of fire and fury.

The desolation of all known,
A certain redemption of all those alone.

Eons of discourse erode at this star,
Until he lie,
But a mere pile of dust.