I loved staring at still stars and the twinkle of their lights So, she told me, She was a celestial being shining at night I tried to watch her but she hid behind the rolling clouds And then she complained, "Can't you see my shine if I'm in a shroud?" I felt ashamed the moment and promised I'd try Again she passed by me but I didn't recognize A meteor shower came that stunned my eyes...
She still asks, "Can't you find where am I?" And I cowardly reply, your shine is too bright That I'm even afraid to look at the Sky..!
Sometimes, it's better to put on goggles than to hurt your eyes... Of course by dazzling light...
we heard them talking about a meteor shower expected later that night highly anticipated set to accompany the rust red supermoon that we caught following us home
lay down upon blankets a meagre effort to provide at least a little comfort while we witnessed this astral magnificence the significance of which none of us was certain childishly imagining a spectacle from the dazzling of shooting stars trailing tails like fireworks pointing in wonder appearing briefly before burning out
instead we found ourselves staring up at one of those countless spots of white slowly unenthusiastically drifting across the stratosphere it could be a meteor maybe just an aeroplane or simply a twinkling trick of the light yet still we watched without excitement without direction without relevance
I looked up and saw the meteors in my daddies eyes fiery dreams that had been held up by a wish and a prayer I saw his disappointment that the show ended too soon but perhaps one day there'll be a time for us to shoot the moon
she pins stars to the ceiling of my dreams ☉ and makes milkshakes of meteor dust and moonshine ☉ in my day, she sleeps swaddled in a billowing blue counterpane of boundless reflection ☉ in my night, she dances a path to eternity ☉ leaving me breathless and in awe of her spiralling splendour
‘That is where my dearest and brightest dreams have ranged — to hear for the duration of a heartbeat the universe and the totality of life in its mysterious, innate harmony.’ - Hermann Hesse, Gertrude
Hit me with that difference between nodes and cores and processors, between being me and being sure. Tell me again how to calculate it, I missed the first time, don’t shout--
remind me the difference between comets and asteroids and meteors, and how computers and space are not the same because to me it’s all voids-- the Perseids could be anything as long as I get to watch something else burn as it falls.
If the galaxy came down in a tempest And all the stars fell in the rain I’d bottle up a supernova And send it off your way. Every morning during breakfast I’d drink the Milky Way And if ever the galaxy falls anew We can barricade the storm drains.
When we talk about meteor shower There are so many perspectives to look unto But there is one perspective that I really like And that is showing its brilliance In a very short time Yet it lingers to our hearts Jumping our souls up Deeply appreciating how beautiful night is
Be that kind of meteor shower in other people's lives Give a tiny spark in their lives In anyway you want And I assure you That person, Will appreciate how beautiful life is
Just a quick realization while watching meteor shower