A Beautiful Nothing


Although the stars song
Has no words – still
It sounds like sorrow
Just the simple stillness
Of all things

Like the moon
In the sky at night
Silent, but so glad
To exist – carried on
The emptiness of the wind

Star of the evening
You have touched my
Face with your stardust
It is more than knowing
More than a feeling

The soft touch
Of light upon light
Which sings of sorrow
Into a single, shimmering
Point of light
Into a beautiful nothing

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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