Have you seen the landscape change? It goes through a facelift faster than our minds can develop and form new opinions. I often look up into the sky, and I know the walls around me has barricaded my relationship with the stars.
The succession of darkness takes its course, we set pillars on fire. Why? To see in the dark? No, I think we lost faith in the stars.
The lights won’t find us paths to the skies, yet we tirelessly build towers upwards and beyond. Tell me, are these for the stars?
In a drifters’ state, we found movements in the night. We found movements that would comfort us when morning reveals the new face of our land. Maybe then we could rest our feet on the ground and rise to the land of stars.