No matter where we go... There is always a galaxic light peeking...As clear as the sky is, without a puff of cloud...Where stars reveal...
Seldom do we see them, as we stomp through the lime stone woods...
city lights are what we usually see... blinding all... We fantasize...
Neglecting the silent pretty little streak... all the way from beyond... traveling in god knows how many light years and reach the earth...touching it...
outshine by many other glowing source... to disappear without a trace...
All because of the arrival of the destination which does not look like the destination it appeared to be...
I'll one day see this magnificant glow, deep in the woods in an unknown clearing where all around is lit with dancing showers from the moon...Its presence felt....
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