Stories In The Night's Sky (Poem)
In realms of boundless azure, high and wide,
Where secrets of the cosmos seem to hide,
A tale unfolds of skeptics, minds constrained,
Who ne'er cast eyes above, where stars are trained.
They scoff at whispers of ships beyond the blue,
Refusing tales of wonders that ring true,
Their gaze forever anchored to the ground,
In earthly matters, lost and tightly bound.
Oh, non-believers, hearts untouched by awe,
Who shun the heavens, in skepticism's claw,
Unwilling to suspend disbelief,
Yet miss the chance to find what lies beneath.
For 'tis in gazing upwards, one might find,
A truth that's woven through the threads of time,
A tapestry of lights that dance and gleam,
A cosmic puzzle, waiting to be seen.
But as the stars above continue to weave,
Their stories in the night sky, to conceive,
The non-believers miss the grand design,
Their eyes forever fixed, to earth confined.
So let us learn from them, a lesson clear,
To seek the mysteries that might appear,
And gaze beyond the limits of our sight,
Embracing wonder's call, both day and night.
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