Late night, the sky comes to life.Shooting stars subtly shoot acrossthe universe, blink and you’d miss it.I find comfort in looking around andseeing how small my problems are.How the universe is much bigger thananything I can possibly comprehend.Watching the stars mirror the water below,I let go of what I can control.
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Bookends of a Day
There’s nothing like a front row seat to the beginning and the end of a day.Pale colors brighten in the morning and fade in the night.In the morning, I take a photo of the day beginning, the way the light changes the shade of blue of the water.In the evening, I try to be presentContinue reading “Bookends of a Day”
like fish in the sea
I watch satellites follow each other like fish in the sea. The magic of the milky way comes alive before my eyes. I look up. I feel small on the dock. I always do when I’m confronted withunknown of the vast universe above. A part of this reminds me of the ocean, the unknown feelingsContinue reading “like fish in the sea”
star gazing
I looked up at the stars and felt small. Life gets put into perspective when looking out to the unknown. The autumn breeze blew against my skin. I felt cozy underneath my blanket. I gazed up at the universe searching for satellites and shooting stars but only found planes in a sea of constellations andContinue reading “star gazing”
Moon in Full
October’s chill hits my skin. I step out into the night, my barefoot on the cold wood. Moon so crystal clear, so pretty, so bright. I gasp at the sight of the shine. How clearly I can make out its craters. It reminds me of the midday sun. I try to snap a photo butContinue reading “Moon in Full”
To Mold A Story
The paths I walked along in summer Are now muddy from fallen snow. Autumn leaves stick around in early winter. The cold air freezes rain. It’s hard to breathe when I can see my breath. I stay inside, wearing fuzzy socks and warm sweatpants. My cardigan has pockets big enough to hold my Kindle. TheContinue reading “To Mold A Story”
This Isn’t A Painting
The moon shining in through the window, bright as the sun at noon. I capture this photo with my phone that doesn’t have night mode. It looks more like a painting than an actual photograph. The colors are muted through the lens looking into the darkness. The outline of the room still appears in tact.Continue reading “This Isn’t A Painting”
Happiness
Autumn crisp Changing leaves Drives with no destination Long walks while listening to audiobooks Chapters ending on cliffhangers Episodes ending on cliffhangers Inclusivity in TV shows Books I can’t put down Listening to old songs Discovering new songs Talking to friends over FaceTime Writing down my feelings Meditating without distractions Beautiful sunsets, rare moons StarsContinue reading “Happiness”
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