space is such a beautiful mystery,
and us humans cannot compare to the chimes
of falling stars and obsidian.
We lay on the earth, living fruitlessly
(in the troposphere).
Even the most radiant clouds,
memorable sunrise (set), and
nostalgic nights
cannot, will not, replace
the vivid elegance of the
Nebulae.
Up above the world so high
hidden away from us; how
can something so lovely be
locked away in infinity?
Earth; insignificant.
Space, in all its vast glory,
superior.
The unexplained, hidden.
But the Nebula- it conquers all!
So many mysteries.
The Orion Nebula- a sophisticated
roll of the tongue.
My miniscule being will travel
those 1300 light years to
see you, something valuable.
A cloud of euphoric colors, smokey
tendrils.
Ash. Dust. Smoke.
I am also dust.
But yours is greater.