There lies a sadness
For the sight of empty stars
Eyes searching skies
Finding only a deathly emptiness
Clouds cover lights
While vessels wait
To cast aside the dreams
The wishes
The jar empty
Waiting.
Three sister stars
Clear glass
The wonder of what will fill
The hollow feeling
As patience takes a toll
The dark moon laughs
In the universe
Waiting to change and reflect
It’s lovely shades on the tiny specks
That embellish the cloak
Of midnight.
Thanks so much Fawn ☺️
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May your stars be filled with Heavenly light. – Fawn
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Thank you Mike, empty skies sadden me, I hope to see some tonight 😀⭐️
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Thank you dear Kat, none last night but maybe tonight ⭐️
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It has been over a week since I’ve seen any, makes me rather sad…tonight perhaps, there is always hope ⭐️
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Vacuousness and patience artfully described. A stellar rumination – well done.
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And you filled the first with hope, the second with love and the third with beauty. Majestic work, my dear friend. 🙂
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Yes, empty stars. I see so many.
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