Ad Astra

A thousand thousand

diamonds spread on

black velvet across forever

and ever.

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Cold winter nights,

gazing skyward, with big

lost eyes, just to stare

and to think.

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All senses trained up

toward the heavens and

toward the future,

watching.

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Peaceful, like numberless

waves on the beach

or the soft song of a

violin at sundown.

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Somewhere, clouds swirl

and rocks fall, the

world for worlds pushing

ever outwards.

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Below, held by a

holy quadnity to

the ground and wishing

for the moon.

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Gems and fancifuls

craved and desired

pale in comparison

to the luster that has watched.