At first
the stars are few and dim
but as
my eyes adjust
they
continue to increase
in
number and brightness.
Some
twinkle every now and then
as not
to be forgotten.
With no
moon to steal the show,
nothing
to outshine them
they compete
for my attention.
My
patience may be rewarded
with the
sighting of a meteor.
I stand
outside
sometimes
for hours
feeling
smaller and smaller
the
longer I stare into the night sky.
Not just
feeling inconsequential
about
myself but for all mankind
and all
the so called “achievements” we have made.
I stare
until I feel insignificant
enough
to go back inside
and crawl under a blanket and go to sleep.
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