When the Sun and Moon were angry
You could see what they call Eclipse?
There he goes in the darkness searching a Superstar.
Stars never come down from the serene sky my dear
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There is pain in this fragile view of the skyscape. A poem of longing for something beyond the darkness. Lovely, Nimal. Warm regards, Sandra
Your beautiful allegory is melancholy and yet it raises a smile at the same time. Bitter-sweet penning. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥