THE SKY
Searching eyes raised to the clear night sky.
Following the flow of the Milky Way.
Where stars are cuddled in clouds of dust,
There in uncountable time they are born and fade away.
We acknowledge we are too small to matter,
In this immense and distant universal scatter.
2025 © Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
Photo by Vincent Guth on Unsplash
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