Antidote

12 | castles in the air

The moon appears in the vast night sky,

beaming so bright it gives me life

its refulgence—a symbol of hope

the darkness that surrounds I must cope.

A myriad of stars gleaming beneath,

illuminating the atmospheric sheath

stars so magnificent, my life they represent

Amidst the black heavy firmament

still it shines like an ornament

now before I bid good night,

one last look to the nocturnal sky

to my little reverie I say goodbye.