celestial interlude- March 24, 2024
It's a beautiful symphony. A simple melody dances in my ears. And with its divine sounds, everything transforms. It is not of this world. It is far greater and is full of elegance. The way it moves and reverberates the mind and soul. I feel that I am in the embrace of the vast night sky. Yet, it is no simple black sky sprinkled with minuscule sparkles that have lost their glow. No. I see a galaxy made of smaller galaxies. I see stars fall and dash in less than a second. I see balls of fire burn with vibrance and strength. I see more stars than I could recount throughout my life. Enough that I could live countless lives and still count them all. The planets are never by their lonesome selves. Their moons keep them company as they celebrate with such variety of colors. Some I see are dull and broken. Some I see are full of vibrant colors. Everything seems so vast and grand to my tiny existence. Nothing is close yet it felt as if the entire universe was within my grasp. There for me to touch the sky and its endless beauties it shows me. It's amazing. It's grandiose. It's perfect. Even such a sight before me, it fades into oblivion when you are no longer here. Why must I be by my lonesome self? I want to hear the symphonies again. See more of this grand universe. I don't want to be stuck in this celestial interlude. A moment of silence. A brief intermission where not even a heartbeat could be heard. Only when I've found you. When I have found my universe whom I can hold in my arms. Then, the symphonies can sing and rejoice. Then, the stars may twinkle once again. Gaze at your beauty like I am staring into the beyond. Gaze into perfection and completeness. Finally, go past this celestial interlude to find you at the end of it all. Be the moon and stars to my planet. Be the gravity that keeps me grounded. Be sun that warms my heart.
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a 21st century lover
RomanceA volume of letters written by a hopeless romantic about the joys and woes of love.