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I love to gaze above me The sky abundant with orange and pink and blue Right around 8 at night, I watch the colors deepen As heaven prepares for darkness The ending will always be the least favored part of such a performance Even though it is expected And just when I prepare for my own darkness A starless sky An encore emerges from the clovers, the grass, and the gardens Fireflies Here to say, “if only you’d look down- you’d see there are stars here, too”
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Jun 5, 2024
Jun 5, 2024 at 9:46 PM UTC
Tennessee in June
I love to gaze above me The sky abundant with orange and pink and blue Right around 8 at night, I watch the colors deepen As heaven prepares for darkness The ending will always be the least favored part of such a performance Even though it is expected And just when I prepare for my own darkness A starless sky An encore emerges from the clovers, the grass, and the gardens Fireflies Here to say, “if only you’d look down- you’d see there are stars here, too”
A quick piece on perspective
taylor-henry
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Jun 5, 2024
Jun 5, 2024 at 9:46 PM UTC
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