Peering eyes, towards distant ventures of light
The shades of the evening darkness cannot hide
Pinpoint glimmers of the ecstatic unfolding stars
Galactic avenues that bring forth the revelations
Of forefathers and their fathers, their thoughts
Seeming opulence of fate that brought us about
Is it real, these points of brilliance beyond eyes
Or are they illusions of the thoughts within me
Distance being the perpetrator of all our sins
Blindfolds of such measure that cannot reveal
What goes beneath this surface of the visible
Silver strings tremble with the tunes of my past
They stretch from here till the end of eternity
Clear skies can evoke the sense of mysterious
Shapeshifters telling me of untold divinities
Cosmic lifeforms that float, maybe in my mind
Or maybe my mind is an essence, of that union
That which is perceived, and that conceived
Of what relation does the stars hold with man
Intertwined in aspects far removed from logic
Consciousness is a totality of the magic specks
This state of trance percolates till the dawn
For every night is a semblance of my tryst
With the secrets gathered from the nightsky
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