The void above

Burning Lights,

Shining Bright

Dancing as they fill the sky.

The argent-shaped crescent highlighting the heavens.

But as it finds its way back home, we see how it is right.

The greasy sky has been highlighted once again

But we wonder

How?

It calls out to me

Its presence so remote

But it feels like home from a place as desolate as this

The light of the inevitable approaches you

The end of time is coming

So, you say goodbye to that soul so empty

And fill it with life as you lift your head up into the night sky.