The stars whisper silence,
Each alone in the void.
Offering guidance.
As mankind toys.
Secrets of her.
Falling in numbers.
Making it clear.
As mankind stumbles.
In the dark, she radiates.
Capitulate, and expresses.
As she unseen undresses.
And darkness regresses.
Make it clear.
Far or near.
How infinite small.
We are all.
How infinite finite.
The brilliant nights starlight.
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This is stunning in imagery and philosophy, you speak of infinity and it's wonderful and never ending. Kudos. 🌹
Ty for your kind words.
A lovely write capsulating the essence of infinity and the never ending possibilities, enjoyed the read
Ty for your interpretation
You are very welcome
This poem I find most poetic and beautiful being universal, natural and personal all in one. Most lovely
Ty. Your comments are the best. Not unlike your poetical works.
Your poem beautifully captures the cosmic dance of light and darkness, blending wonder with humility. The imagery of stars as silent guides evokes both awe and introspection. A haunting reminder of our fleeting yet profound place in the universe.
Thankyou for your interpretation.
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