A Sky of Hope
Glimpsing at the blue blanket above,
Deeper than the darkest depth of the ocean.
What a marvelous view to awe and love,
The sparkling, shimmering stars in motion.
The gleaming sphere, ivory white,
Far away, yet closer to entice.
Emerges at its zenith past midnight,
A beauty of such that doesn’t miss one’s eyes.
If not for the ball of fire that hovers,
A magnificent orange, lamp of the morning,
Provides the light with its mighty powers,
To the moon that lingers when the earth is yawning.
A lonely star that glitters in the heavenly sky,
Is enough to take one’s breath away,
Like a spark that satiates for a fire,
To ignite hope or destroy dreams in an array.
By Aadhila Naasir
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