Starry Whispers

When we gaze at the stars,

Do they, in turn, grace us with their gaze?

Do they witness the striving in our souls,

And see the adoration our hearts raise?

Do they whisper enigmatic secrets from afar,

Yet remain beyond the reach of our mortal ears?

Can they perceive the fire within our being,

Or deem us cold, lost in our earthly fears?

Do the constellations hold a hidden language,

A tapestry of meaning woven in cosmic art?

Do they guide our stories across light's expanse,

Or watch as mere spectators from the start?

In this celestial tango, an eternal embrace,

We seek connection, yearning for a reply.

The questions linger, unanswered in the night,

Yet our wonder persists, as we gaze at the sky.

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