Wednesday, September 29, 2010

on Stars...

It's ironic that we breathe life into our hopes and dreams
On the death of a celestial beacon that once perched proudly in the heavens.
Anonymous until it performs its dying arc across the horizon-
The beauty of its yawn across the sky
Is lost on none whom dare
To gaze for answers
Among the faceless throng
Of granules of light.

No comments: