Crowded Streets, Empty Skies
Unveiling the Cosmic Tapestry: Beyond Blue Skies and Empty Horizons
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Under blue skies we live unaware
Living under the oblivious expanse of blue skies.
Of greater things that lie above.
Unaware of greater, profound realities beyond our immediate surroundings.
And every night we engage
Nightly engagement in routines that lead to unconscious slumber.
Systems that make us sleep away.
Participating in systems that induce sleep, possibly escaping from reality.
Our only chance to see a universe displayed for us.
Sleep is the only opportunity to witness the vastness of the universe.
We only look above when we
Only turning attention to the sky in response to extraordinary events.
Hear of a day no planes would fly.
Awareness arises when hearing about a day without flying planes.
And I still try to find a way that I can hope to stay.
Persistent efforts to discover a way to maintain hope and stability.
And all this has a subtle feel of something
Existence carries an intangible sense of unnecessary presence.
That doesn't need to be here. (x2)
Reiteration of the feeling that something doesn't belong here.
Among these stars all we are,
In the vastness of the stars, human life is reduced to simple beings.
Are simple things breathing in oxygen
We are fundamentally mundane entities, dependent on oxygen.
And inching towards the day we die.
Moving gradually toward the inevitable end of life.
And they say,
A reflection on the loss of innocence when one becomes aware of mortality.
"All innocence is lost the day you know you die."
Highlighting the day when innocence is lost through the acknowledgment of mortality.
Under blue skies!
Reiteration of existence under the vast blue sky.
In distance and darkness,
In the vastness and obscurity, there is still hope for discovery.
I still hope to find,
Persisting hope in finding something indescribable.
Something that I
The struggle to define and understand the elusive.
Can't seem to define
Within the emptiness of the sky.
In all this empty sky.
Empty line.
Night falls and we all realize,
A recognition of the hidden richness of the night sky.
The sky's not so empty after all.
Emphasizing that the sky is not devoid of life and meaning.
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