I speak to you,
Surrounded by the most elegant stars.
"Her weirdness was not a flaw, it was the only perfection in the whole sense of the world."

How appealing is the eye.
A form of connection.
The invisible strings attached to another.
Galaxies are held in the hands of your eyes.
Stars make up the rims of your pupils.
Like a ring around Saturn,
Blessed with grace.
This is the collateral beauty
Of simply
A glance.

Find petals in the sea, paint pictures with every color possible. Swim in ideas that make you happy.

You are a candle in the darkness...
Not a candle, a star.
The brightest one.

Rise, feel the frigid air, escape within your fingertips.
Breathe the moment of now.
Close your eyes.
Picture a sun rise
Now, picture a sun set.
One that falls to night.
To expose the glow of the moon
And the brightness of the stars.
In this case, you are both.
The light of many paths.
The guide of many futures.
You are connected.