When stars shine in darkness
Sparkling white
‘gainst the night
It’s a moment often
missed
Or oft times shadowed
in the mist
Too much light can
blur that far off twinkle
Artificial light
blinding our eyes
To the natural wonder
of created gleaming
Brighter beaming, but
an eternity away
At least seeming
because we cannot control
What we have not
made, though we try
Thinking if we just
could, it would be better
Truly made righteous,
made just, for us, by us
Or at least me, I
cannot speak for others
So many opinions
there would be on just
How it should be,
what perfect could be
If we could just
agree. Maybe that is why
He who made the sky,
made all things
All rules, all
decisions, for only He knows
The hearts of all,
the dreams we all seem
To find in the sky,
hidden behind the gleaming
Of our artificial light’s own beaming.
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