A star died.
Billions of years ago.
A small speck of light in the sky.
Nothing to see.
Oh, I am so tired.
Let me turn on the TV…
Tag: Poetic Philosophy
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A dark place…
The cosmos is a dark place.
Full of pain.
Full of tears.
But I can see beauty in the light.
I feel good…
(I feel the terror)
A child laughs.
An old man dies.
Smiling…
For he knows.
The shadows are only there because of the sun.
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Feeling alright…
Sleep tight.
And you will awake in the morning feeling alright.
Until one day you die.
And the sun does not rise.
But do not cry.
There is no need for being happy either.
The butterfly will fly.
The river will go dry.
The night will come.
And the cosmos, long after you are gone, will start again.
Feeling alright…
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