a victim of the stars
Date: Mar 9th, 2006 - Subscribe
Mood: neglected
the stars hold so much beauty and you hold so much foolishness.. they entice you, provoke you. they will forever be out of your reach. yet, ..you strain your neck, looking upward..you strain your arms extending your reach to the inevitable.. why do you pursue such a feat?.. why do you allow yourself to be seduced?
stars are not to be claimed, they are admired.. they are for all, sorry to say.. the stars look down on you.. to them, you will remain tiny specks on the big blue sphere as seen from the heavens.. when they fall is the only time you would see them for what they really are... they are rocks... mere rocks. rocks that have lost their luster and have failed to continue twinkling.. now..where is the beauty you so longed for once before?
when comes a time for you to describe the night scenery; stars, sky, and horizon are never left unmentioned..one thing that is always left out is the night wind.. the wind that whips through your hair.. flows through your fingers... the wind that envelops your body and seeps through your clothes to graze against your skin..
while you continue to strain your body trying to achieve the impossible, grasping for the stars, the wind caresses you.. and you don't even notice...it gently dries the tear that rolls down your face as you make your wishes upon the stars that have yet to prove their granting abilities.. the wind is always there. the wind is all around you..it is consistent with presence.. when night turns to day, the stars are gone yet.. the wind will always be there.
the wind may be, at times, passive, or too aggressive.. true, it is unpredictable.. but the only thing you can depend on.. it will forever be there waiting for you to acknowledge it's presence..
at night, when the romance strikes your insides and you turn your gaze to the heavens, the night wind comforts you as you once again allow yourself to fall victim to the stars..
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