The Night Sky Pt.8 Epilogue - Starry Night

Priceless perceptional pearls

Were the gems once held in the heavens

But it has been so long since I have viewed the night sky

That I do not remember if they are still there

For my past has caused me to turn a blind eye to such wonders

Thus at dusk I walk foolishly looking down

To pretend as if that angelic sight that illuminates the stratosphere

Faded with the forgotten love that I had was once known

And though weak hearted I may peer

I also do so, so that I may never stumble again

Yet some cosmic sound keeps whispering to me

Vivified visual descriptions of beauty

Furthermore lately do I find myself daydreaming of the stars

And of the white sands belonging to the moon

Perhaps all I need is to see the reflection of a starry night

 In a rain puddle beneath my feet

To invoke the emotions that was lost in time

With my now wasted tattered memories

Maybe then I can open my sheltered heart to someone

One who bears a beloved smile and a gentle laugh that can echo in my ears

With a welcoming tone which could comfort my soul

Yes…

 That would be a day that I would treasure

Yet until that hour… that moment

 I step lightly and recklessly down this path

For my future is unknown but

I always will hold a wishful hope instilled within my mind

 Every time I see the ocean blue rain fall in the night sky...

…Life is but a droplet as fragile as it all may seem

~ Paradise's Poet ~