Stargazing

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I have sat beneath the astonishing blanket of sky at night, simply stargazing. Looked into the mirror of time, and I have asked myself if we are but an essence of wonder and awe, sprinkled with emotions that are stirred and blended with the winds that drift through time.

STARGAZING

By Al Garcia

I have sat beneath the astonishing blanket of sky at night, simply stargazing.  Looked into the mirror of time, and I have asked myself if we are but an essence of wonder and awe, sprinkled with emotions that are stirred and blended with the winds that drift through time.  Are we like a fire in the sky, illuminating for one brief moment, the lingering illusions of our past, and witnessing creation as it blossoms before us, above us, and beyond us?  Does our mere mortal exhilaration and intoxication with the wonders that astound us, fuel our curiosity and our child-like urgency to glimpse the masterpiece on the expanding living canvas before us, sheltered beneath the radiance of the timeless light that reflects on star-filled nights along the rivers and the valleys that we roam?

And I wonder at times, if someone, somewhere in that long-ago time, that floats and drifts in the vastness that is, ever though the thoughts that flood my mind.  I wonder if they too asked themselves if we are but stardust in the expanse of time and space, adding texture, glitter and sparkle to the magic and enchantment of the pulsating splendor and majesty that sustains our dreams, and fills our souls with strength and joy. 

And I find myself filled with wisdom and ancient insight, when I find myself thinking of these and a thousand other things under the canopy of lights that incites my imagination and my inspiration to believe in the magic of the night.  And I feel like a gilded butterfly, blowing with the winds of time and with the echoes of the birth of dreams.  And in that moment of thought and reflection, I am connected to those who stood on pyramids so very long ago, stargazing like me, and saw the same stars that I see, and possibly dreamed the same images and visions that I see, in the same night sky that time has kept unchanged. 

And then, there are those moments in time, when I think about the gathering of hearts that shared those stargazing moments that inspired and stirred entire civilizations and cultures to flourish and thrive, despite the obstacles of nature and of man.  They were all creatures of distinction and of genius.  Designed by dreams and conceived to feel the passion and the fury of time, and of emotions that defined each passing moment. 

Stargazing shows, reveals and exposes what is hidden by the light of day, and even by the shadows of the night.  To see and feel creation, as we gaze upon the sky, is to understand what is left unspoken and unsaid, and to hear the silent sounds that emanate from stars not yet formed, and by the decaying remnants of fields of citadels that once sparkled in the sky.

Stargazing is the key we hold that unlocks our imagination, and the door to the incredible.


Submitted: May 30, 2021

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moa rider

There are dark places here in Kiwiland Al, but still these days artificial light doesn't allow us to see the night sky as well as the aincients. What amazes me is how the Greeks could visulise the the star signs and why they chose what they did. Usianguke

Mon, May 31st, 2021 12:31am

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