oh, but you--we--will never
know
the true beauty that lies within
ourselves,
(a tragedy in itself)
compassionate enough to encompass the entire starving world, forever hungering for
more, more, more---
better,
newer
faster,
more efficient.
picture it, in your mind,
now--
softly, like a little secret dream you keep for yourself, for you only.
it is as if the streetlights shine so brightly, they drown out the very stars.
but if you head out into the darkness, just you, mind,
alone
--don't be afraid--
you can see that light, your
starlight,
shining so brightly you'd wondered where it had been
before.
hold that light
close,
now, and don't you
forget.
don't let it go,
just as the darkness holds you
close,
close your eyes and
dream
of starlight.
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a litany of ruminations
Poetry{poetry collection} s c a t t e r e d dreams and drifting thoughts, oh, not everything is what it seems... (not necessarily from my own thoughts)
