⁀➷ Stars Pass ★ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dusk. A lonely afternoon. Stars in the night sky. Moon hovered up above, giving her rays to all below. Energetic rivers, waves crashing from rock to rock. Green grasses emerging at the dawn of a new time. After winter comes spring. Always. Or maybe only sometimes. Time is uncertain. We are uncertain. The only thing to be certain of is our place. The swerving times, like the spiraling pools. And, of course, how the stars pass. The many lifetimes, dawning, swooping, restoring, light and shadow. Stars Pass. Like shining diamonds when all is lost. The birds lift up in the sky, like if flying is possible, anything's possible. That may or may not be true. But it gives us a beacon of swirling silver. A chance.
Music: Happy Day by Stockaudios Story: belongs to me please give credit if you use it Thumbnail: Google image and editing by me Afterword: It's a little odd that the music is so contrasting with the story, I know. But the contrast feels kind of right.
