Metropolitan Night

So elegantly a carpet of sparkling patterns stretches To reach the majestic cloth of stars hanging from the sky. Pulsing slightly, each star throbs ebbingly as beacons would. I see rivers of light flowing up and from the horizon, Dissolving between both small and tall sculptures so bright. This unwordly sight created within a city? Can you see this magical tapestry shining within yourself? The air breathes across me, singing softly through a tree. Boded by gentle souls nature comes into a harmonical play Amongst the electrical jungle weaved together by humanity. The human mind has to abide to the whims of the spirit and soul Thus creating the hope that shines within us all. The concepts of self strictly confines thyself to a subjective Point of view, Leaving you with a mundane-like content. I bid you to look into your brothers eyes shining In this Metroplitan night. Even though we may seem far away, each one of us is shining, Pulsing in the one way or the other, with all our might.

CuldeSac

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