With each starry night,I chart the lines and listen,
touching every light,the brighten corset of Heaven,
shapely images...which awes inspired minds,
dazzles of greatness are a rarity too find...
Connecting dots,with each passing constellation,
refining thoughts from a vivid imagination,
as I sit in the middle of two oceans of space
glorious,yet termless,such a beauty too trace...
And as I search further,royal vestments are found,
with galactic choirs,as onlookers bound,
spiraled arms of enchanting sparkles
pinwheeled jewels spinning their particles...
Injecting manifesting space with starlit dust,
hot and cold elements,travel afar in trust,
beginning bonds of a future too cast
not all in the vastness is meant too last...
Inverting my perspective,viewing upon our Earth,
I question the concepts of purposeful worth,
Nation's full of cosmopolitan like galaxies
peopled with stardust...forming life's complexities...
Attitudes of human affairs,nefarious in part,
was it really,the apple,that began it's lawless start?
Autumn wind treetops dance their ballet
as bright colored contrast release summers shade
pinwheeled pirouettes kaleidoscopic scene
picturesque subtleties within natures terrarium...
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