19/03/2026
MAN ON THE MOON
Here I am again,
All alone still,
and maybe lonely just a little
but the stars keep me company as they shine bright in the night.
They tell tales unsolicited about galaxies that flowed and flows along the milky way.
They tell me about the faint stars that refuse to die, though they no longer give life nor eminate light to the shining sky.
Apparently, as I am told by the stars, the faint ones are a guidance and are symbolic.
They show way to the present stars and teach them the meaning of shining not just to shine, teach them the meaning of the sky and not just to light it up, so that tomorrow when the faint stars have fallen and the present are faint but have given birth to newer stars that shine even brighter, they shine with purpose, proudly so too.