446 (13.09.2015)

What is the sky that is so bright at night,
That teaches us what we still have to do?
It dwindles me, but makes me feel alright
Are we just this, could that really be true?
For when I sleep at night I know I'm gone,
And when I wake again I make the world,
Between the spaces that the sun has shone,
A million shadows still remain unfurled.
Another tiny star just like the rest?
Another speck of dust on someone's sky?
Or is this just another little test,
That's made to make the world of you and I?
When I look up into the skies above,
Their vastness fills my soul with aching love.

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