There is conspiracy amoungst stars
Where they dance their knowing songs
And whisper of our playful shadows
Where they cast twinkling spells of love magic
And cradle Galileo’s paradox measurements of time
Where they chirp infectious twinkling wit
And wink wiseacre grins of old fashioned knowing
They know our gaze lifts to them
Seeking answer
And they plot in the attention.
They concoct clever designs
For my heart to find them whimsical
While they arrange
Foretold signs of perfect zen
These billions of happy sky glitters of light
Refuse my forced amnesia of your memory.
And instead
Each plan tribute as a scheme
To keep us embossed on the star maps of time
Forever as a pair
As it always has been
I try to forget you
I really do
But the stars disregard
Any attempt of neglect
For they know our inheritance
And witnessed our universal birth
They are the ones who created us.
And they are the ones
Who refuse to let us forget.
Star light
Star bright
A million stars I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
Save your love and hold you tight
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A beautiful conspiracy! Love the title. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Yes stats are mystical ,unfortunately people don’t watch them now ,busy on mobiles
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Some of us still watch and wonder at the beauty of their secrets. 🙂
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Absolutely
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nice galaxy of words!!!
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Thank you! 🙂
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