Staring out, on the Balcony.
Across the sea, into the pitch black.
Looking up to the stars and that one planet,
Mars.
Each star with their own solar system.
The sea stretches out for miles
Into the Darkness. I feel so small and
Insignificant.
I am but a dot in this mass of
Universe. Existing merely because it
exists. And yet, I have never felt as alive
as I do now,
Staring out, on the Balcony.
The waves roll be as we pass by. Just
a visitor in the expanse. The ocean is
huge and we are small but the ocean is
small compared to the solar system. The
solar system small compared to the galaxy and
the galaxy small compared to the Universe.
And yet, I am here. Staring out, on the
Balcony.
Apr 26, 2012
Apr 26, 2012 at 2:14 PM UTC
Staring out, on the Balcony.
Across the sea, into the pitch black.
Looking up to the stars and that one planet,
Mars.
Each star with their own solar system.
The sea stretches out for miles
Into the Darkness. I feel so small and
Insignificant.
I am but a dot in this mass of
Universe. Existing merely because it
exists. And yet, I have never felt as alive
as I do now,
Staring out, on the Balcony.
The waves roll be as we pass by. Just
a visitor in the expanse. The ocean is
huge and we are small but the ocean is
small compared to the solar system. The
solar system small compared to the galaxy and
the galaxy small compared to the Universe.
And yet, I am here. Staring out, on the
Balcony.
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