The stars contain a story,
reflecting the very essence of our being.I gaze upon them, hoping they'd understand how I feel. They say
they are the soul's mirrors,
fulfilled with knowledge beyond our material existence.
I hope the Moon knows too...
but she's so distant.
I wonder why.
I used to be so close to her.
I've felt so detached from the world...
So I seek solace in the astral plane.
In the distant cosmic space.
Knowing the Moon thrives there,
because I see her so happy on the sky...
but she also loves watching over the Earth.
She's always so beautiful.
I want to be her Sun, illuminating her. Unfortunately, I can't.
The Moon doesn't want me.
When she did,
I put some clouds over her.
The Sun and the Moon contain a story.
They are in each of us, shaping the Earth, life itself.
They give us life.
That is why I am looking for the stars,
and the Moon.
To help me move forward.