A meadow of stars shined

brightly into forevermore where a

a small portion of night was pushed aside

into a cold place before

darkness reclaimed the sky.


I start to count the rubies and diamonds above,

surrendering my numbers to the dots

pasted onto infinity canvas.


The lights of a great city offers no

competition to the sparkling show in

the highway sky. A city is a candle

when compared to celestial strength.







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