How beautiful the nights sky
Why do we sleep when the universe shows herself
And her astounding infinite beauty
Nina
How beautiful the nights sky
Why do we sleep when the universe shows herself
And her astounding infinite beauty
Nina
Bright as a shooting star, igniting the universe;I am born once again.
Illuminating the cosmos. Mesmerizing truths and realizations baffled before so clear now.
I was lost, trampling snow in a place unknown overthrown in self doubt and conflicted loathe.
I was self indulged in self destruction malnourished of real substance encompassed in self corruption never seeing light it’s obstructed.
But that’s past tense I’m fastened in my journey to my last quest, luminous natural like when the grass bends.
Blooming and blossoming. Autumn leaves. Calming breeze. A soldier like me only armed with peace.
Customized juxtaporized to my reborn self conducting rhymes that unlock the mind.
See clear.
The infinite number is single, you in this moment a single bell ringing, it humbles.
Nina
Source: Shooting stars.
Source: Life Haiga
“They say life is like a sort of journey; one that starts and ends in the sea of endless stars,”.
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