Sometimes
When you look up to space
A canvas full of yellow
stares back at you
A wild potpourri of life that disappeared
long ago
A memorial tarnished
by Society's temptations
A homogeneous blur of all that once was.
But sometimes
If you stand in just the right spot
Among an ocean of darkness
a single star will crawl into view
Beautiful, radiant, untouched
Lonely.
The two images contrast, yet complement
Compliment, yet question
Question, yet already know the
Answer.
Even infinity looks down on difference.
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