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Celestial Offerings (Poetry)

Do you think the stars are lonely?

Are they lost out there in space?

Are they trapped in gravitational fields,

never to escape?

Or are they themselves

creating the pull,

drawing celestial bodies to them?

Reaching for another star

but luring in rocks instead?

Do they see each other’s glow

across billions of light years?

Flickering a fiery Morse code,

they dim then reappear.

They pepper the canvas of space

playing connect the dots

but every single angle

brings a different result.

Every tilt and shift

presents a different view.

What things look like to me

don’t look that way to you.

I think the stars are lonely

but they’re still glad to give.

They burn to provide light.

They burn so others live.

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