Curled up on a cloud
Dragons recount ancient tales
Lightning sears the sky
Kicked around spirit
Bravely, yet carefully
Steps out beneath
The twilight sky
On a day like today
With no energy to call on
I feel lacklustre, suppressed and alone.
“No purpose, no point, no value” I moan
On a dark starlit night
I’m part of something much more
So monumental it’s hard to imagine
I feel connected, excited, in awe.
Please let it be starry tonight!
Magic happens when:
Disparate voices harmonise;
In velvet dark star-studded skies;
At dawn when the sleepy day awakes;
When that place in your soul no longer aches