Musings At Midnight

by Brenda   May 21, 2019


I miss the night sky...
The real sky at night
billions of stars
alive in inky blackness.
Not this faded version
the city lights
create....
-
I miss the feeling
I get
staring up into this vastness.
A mixture of insignificance
and awe
of how small we actually are-
A feeling of empowerment
that anything's possible...
-
A continual ying and yang
I've lived my life as.
Insignificance
Empowerment
As clear as the night sky
without city lights
muddying my vision...
-
I want to be that star
brightly shining.
A beacon of light
for a weary traveler,
guiding them home....
-
I feel though
more often than not-
I've lit up the sky
but briefly
fading into the inky darkness,
missed by most
in the muddy depths
of a city sky....

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  • 5 years ago

    by Angie

    Oh that night sky, I love seeing it from where I live now and you my dear are the brightest of them all, hugs you

    • 5 years ago

      by Brenda

      Aww thank you Angie! Seeing the stars is amazing! Hugs my friend-

  • 5 years ago

    by Star

    This is sooooo beautiful, I have no idea how I missed it!!! This is going to my favorites ^_^

    • 5 years ago

      by Brenda

      Thank you so much! I appreciate your thoughts-

  • 5 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Loved this Brenda and to me you are that night sky, always brightening my day when we talk. Love ya xx

    • 5 years ago

      by Brenda

      Awww, thank you so much Em! Hugs my dear girl!

  • 5 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    So much can be lost in a city life, nothing
    like been one with nature and marvel the
    beauty and be blessed we have all these
    senses to appreciate it...well written

    • 5 years ago

      by Brenda

      Thank you so much Meena! I appreciate you-

  • 5 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I have slept on a mountainside in Snowdonia with nothing but a sleeping bag and the night sky covering me. There was not a light to be seen from a town or vehicle and not a noise to be heard apart from a little stream trickling nearby. Apart from learning how cold you can be at times like those, I truly did learn the insignificance of all the petty things in our lives and just how significant all the important things were. My point is, I get this write and love it.

    Take care

    • 5 years ago

      by Brenda

      Thank you so much Ben. It's so true when looking at a much larger picture. That must have been glorious !

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