Stary sky

Under the void and the sea. Like grains of sand on an endless beach. Mountains of salt and gold, under a bridge. Veil of void, veil of all. Insignificant significance of a tiny world. Nothing gained, nothing lost. All to nothing and nothing to all. Beautiful duality of endless mystery, like day and night next to each other. Embrace of dark and light, shade of light and light of dark. And one cycle, you’ll realize insignificance is a gift of the stars.