Silver light
on the night sky
Night. Serene, silent, sacred. What had escaped the curiosity of the day Now comes back to life, It reanimates as if from eternal sleep. The Moon's glow is cold and remote But inexplicably fascinating, And time stands still before my eyes. The wind carries echoes of distant forests And the lapping of restless, wild oceans. The stars, undisturbed, Seem to redeem every fallen angel And intimately heal scratches I didn't know I had. Only now do I realize that the pale pearl in this shrine of stars Has illuminated the ruins of the world, In front of which I desire nothing but sweet oblivion And that this night may last forever.



this is mesmerizing 🤍
beautifully written 🖤 as a night owl who finds solace in the quiet dark hours, i vividly felt this 🌖🦉