𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬

𝟎𝟒

𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄 (𝟔):

Art is the echo of the soul and mine speaks in darkness.

𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌 (𝟒):

I looked up at the night sky

A canvas painted with stars

Each one a silent whisper

A secret only the heavens knew

They danced and twinkled

Mocking my loneliness with their distant light

"Why must you be so far away?"

"Why must you hide your light and leave me in the dark?"

"Do you revel in my sorrow, or do you too feel the pain of separation?"

I imagined the stars as a kingdom of celestial beings

Watching over me from above "I long for your embrace,"

I wrote, "for the warmth of your radiant light."

"Take me with you," I begged.

"Let me dance among the stars and be free of this earthly pain."

But the sky remained silent

The stars twinkling on

And as dawn broke, I knew my pleas had fallen on deaf ears

I cried out to the heavens, my voice hoarse and weak

"Why must you be so cruel, to tease me with your light yet remain forever out of reach?"

"I am my own prison," I whispered.

"Alone," I whispered, "alone in the vastness of the universe."

𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄 (𝟕):

I searched for the light that was never meant to be mine.