the dusk
above me
was stained;
different
shades and hues.
everything
fell into silence,
the stains
filled the
darkness,
blending
every colors,
creating more
and more of it.
i love how
the pitch black
turned into
a piece
of art.
suddenly,
the silence was
gone.
crashing,
smashing,
shattering,
filled my
ears.
pieces of
shattered, broken,
glass scattered,
into the sky,
filling it with
bits of light,
twinkling, blinking,
right before
my eyes.
the space
turned into
a wonderful
masterpiece.
—of galaxies
and stars; with love,
astronaute.
