It's a dark night for me

The night sky is empty.

No warmth flows from those stars to us, and what light is that but a pinprick?

The moon? Stones and rocks and mountains without snow and without flowers.

I watch the sky, waiting for the dawn. Dawn of the warmth, and noon of the heat.

I stare at the stars and long for the day. I long for the summer days of endless sunshine and the heavy beautiful breathing of the Earth.

A flashing light flickers up in the darkness. A whimsical boat of humanity out in the cold emptiness.

The End

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