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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Can you hear a stardust song woven within the wind? ~ by poet Stars awaken from daily slumber within the Milky Way to shine in the enormous expanse of Jet blackened skies. Each cosmic constellation radiates from heaven's height, knowingly winking at each other creating specks of stardust. Descending like snowflakes; or as tiny dew drops, they fall as if they were tears being shed for their reverential task. They've been chosen to accompany elder deciduous leaves upon their journey's end, a privilege stardust takes seriously. Some of the scattered particles are from long perished stars who've been patiently waiting their turn for nature to call. When it arrives, they bid fond farewell to their celestial home. Earthbound they float, gathered in glittering showers. Glimmering as if gilded in the golden glow of moonlight. Stardust falls on mature leaves in the midst of chilled nights. In forests and Copses, they land on limbs of maples and elms, partnering with leaves whose time has come for a final swirl. They waltz as the wind hums the melody of their swan song. Softly they flutter to the ground, tenderly settling down... Clinging to the wrinkled veins of crimson sugar maple leaves, and soothing the tattered russet foliage of time weathered elms. Above, an Amythyst moon smiles on their compassionate dance as Autumn leaves and stardust, lie shrouded in each other's arms. Woefully, narrating their story has me lamenting the loss of both.
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