There’s a boy in the night who
Seeks refuge in the dark;
Flashes of stellar brightness,
Flames of gold, fluorescent –
Parading beside the pale lunar crescent
Dimmed.
A carnival of universal matter,
Fireworks of the luminous void
Like an eclipse; deconstructed
Detonating; in silent harmony.
The boy lies on the dewy cover
Of the rain-kissed, natural expanse
Of this gift of Gaia observing,
Content, his visual lullaby –
A melody resounding, soundless
With radiating vibrance
In his tear-stained eyes uncovered
By the beauty of the Earth.
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