This evening as the sun set, I lay on my bed reading. As I turned the pages, through my window I watched the light change. From blue to pink and purple streaked, the sun's descent marked the sky. The orange orb hung suspended for a while. It disappeared into the inky night to be replaced a bright shining star.
With the lights out, the star was clearly visible. It sparkled and beckoned. It whispered and sang. The voice of star trickled through the open window reminding me of endless possibilities, of unlived hope, of unexplored paths. The promise echoed reaching into the limitless depths of soul dreams.
All I need do is follow the starlight.
With the lights out, the star was clearly visible. It sparkled and beckoned. It whispered and sang. The voice of star trickled through the open window reminding me of endless possibilities, of unlived hope, of unexplored paths. The promise echoed reaching into the limitless depths of soul dreams.
All I need do is follow the starlight.
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