The Dark Sky


Sitting in the silence of night

No sound, just my breath

That’s all I’ve got

A glance at the darkness of this sky

Starting to question, why so dark?

Frightened of the murk and its size

So glad it’s not night all the time

Looking closer to this pitch-black sky

Something is shining very small

The closer I look, there are more

Noticing them one by one, then as a whole

Another look at the sky

I see beauty with the shinning stars


The darkness is me, not the sky

I just need to change this view of mine

Something so beautiful at this time

I viewed it vicious to human kind

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