i n f a t u a t e d

starlight

in times of hush
when all that can be heard is the ringing of crickets
the beauty of the world seems to intensify

skies that reveal the fragility and mere size of our planet are painted velvet blue
illuminated by romantic, fumbling stars

looking from the outside in,
you feel almost detached
everyone around you is oblivious to the sheer magnificence of what is happening

but oh my god
when you are left standing in the dark
surrounded by scuttles and chirps
you become stunned

not by the loneliness, or the nipping cold, or the rustling of leaves,
but by the fact that this universe of ours is so beautifully complex and destructive,
so vast and endless,
yet every night, we all sleep under the same set of stars that patiently twinkle,
completely unaware of the magic that fills our every atom

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