The stars are coming out tonight. A million, billion sources of light, stretching into infinity. A million, billion suns, each shining down on their own worlds. The moon is full and uncommonly beautiful. It will wax and it will wane, going from a bold, brilliant source of light nearly as powerful as the sun to the barest wink of silver in the sky, and then disappearing. But it will always return.
Tomorrow morning, the sun will rise and paint the sky with color. It will give light and life to the world all day, as it has done for every day past and will do for every day still to come. Even if there are clouds and rain and storming, the sun will always be there, just behind it all, waiting to shine through again.
It will set in the night, going out in another blaze of beauty, and the the cycle will begin agian, and will continue to go on, no matter what happens to each of us, little souls going about our little lives of pain and pleasure on this little blue planet.
No matter what happens, no matter how terrible everything becomes and how ruined your life seems, the stars will always continue to dance across the night sky in the exact same pattern every year, the moon will still wax and then wane as it spins around our planet, and the Earth will still orbit the sun, cycling through day and night, light and dark, fluctuating slightly but never changing, never stopping.
No matter what happens, the univers stretches on into infinity, holding unlimited potential, unlimited mystery, and unlimited wonder. No matter what happens, we can always take a moment to just look beyond our narrow field of vision and gaze at the great magnificent scope of creation, ever-changing yet always the same.
So never lose hope. Never lose your sense of wonder. Never lose your love for all that is. As long as you can keep these things, you will not fail. You can never be fully dismayed, you can never be beaten down past the point of surrender, and you can never become too lost to be recovered.
No matter how far you fall or how deep the pit you are in, at least you can still lift your eyes up to the stars. Look, they are just coming out, uncommonly beautiful tonight.
I decided to write something different than my usual emo-violence-my life sucks stuff. So here it is. Something not exactly light hearted, but at least uplifting. And hopefully not too cheesy.
very inspiring. never too cheesy to contemplate our place in the universe. you might like my "Milky Way." (last line change starts to stars)
I like your definition of beauty. Very nice.
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I love this poem, it is beautiful! And I hope no one ever loses hope