In Awe of the Sky

How many hearts are here with me now?
As I gaze upon the heavens,
The millions of stars.
I can't be the only one in awe at the sky.
Surely there's someone across the world,
At ease, at peace, as they wonder all bold,
At the blackness and all of its, glistening
gold.

Although I've never met them,
I admire them the most.
The Romantics, the dreamers, the artists.
The Hope.