Nature And Poetry

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There's nothing about it. Obviously nothing grand.

All I know is tonight was cold and a few breeze.

Unlike The Night Sky nor the Rain and Pure, stars of eight showed up in a horizontal line. No other than white dots of eight.

Below it hangs wires from a post street light to another. Was like those stars were standing on it.

Blackness of skies quickly disappeared and bright reigned for a second. Everything went back to normal. From nighty-night to those stars.

I, sitting on this cemented ground as wind flew thoughtfully through my hair.

It shivered me at my best resulting my body to lay down against the bed of dust and the ground. Making the stars looks like it was being traced by it's straightness and comforting wires of it's own down my view.

Stood by this position for minutes and before I knew it, a leaf from ancient times came approaching me.

Was old; was a stray of yellow; and was attached to my skin.

I got up. I know she, is looking for a company to be with. I, held her stand, noticed a hole of deep-burn was placed on her left.

Heart position. She's missing her heart!

I got up. Literally up! Searched each and every bush, like her, near me.

Minutes of questing has gone by until I, at the best, finally encountered something higher than majestic.

Another one of her kind showed up on me.

The wind truthfully flew these leaves and had them raised up to the heavens. Left me to watch them come to up above, so melodramatic.

Once again, I saw these miraculous trail of stars, shining more brightly, one by one, each second.

Although I have known, it wasn't straight in form, no more.

What I am seeing is a heart shaped constellation by these eight.

No. Something tells me, it was more than that.

She and He had both found their lost souls and leapt through the heavens. I hope they had found their happily ever after. For they had so much faith waiting for each other.

And they did.