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.