Too many to count,
too many to care.
Each and every one is so beautiful up there.
In the dark night sky,
every single one continuing to shine.
It's dear friend,
the moon,
hiding up there,
always leaving to soon.
It's vast and wide open seas of planets,
being discovered by those who only wish to see.
The lightyears and milkyways,
the orbits and meteors.
Each and every one swinging around in the sky,
even though they are too far for our poor eyes.
The stars are only the beginning of a great world
that remains unknown,
For God has gifted us this,
and this, He has shown.
The stars forever shining, gleaming,
big and bright.
Always beautiful day and night.
YOU ARE READING
Sure, Thanks, I am Fine
PoetryDepression Anxiety Insomnia Heartbreak Unloved Crazy Scared Joyful Happy Bullied Everything listed here is something I've either felt or gone through. As have many others. But is it easy to say out loud? No, it never is.
