Reverence

you're not vast— nor a void.
stars envy how it all aligns—
chaotic stars within your soul form 
beautiful constellations, better 
than universes could ever storm. 

a privilege to peer deep—
to intrude with a telescope,
and witness the synchronicities,
all the prophecies and flaws
your flares ignite. 

while the world marvelled 
at the magnificence of the moon,
your stars blinked gracefully—
seducing every onlooker, with
a powerful glare that swoons.