The road ahead unfolds;
Each mile, another reminiscent moment
Bringing back various times,
The past had set back.

Looking up, as the car drives ahead.
A straight stretch of road,
Underneath the wide open sky.
The stars reveal life,
Happiness, Love, Tragedy,
Pain, and Heartfelt-feelings:
All good or bad.

It's a map to wherever you go
When the mind wanders
Mesmerizing little light
Zombified on-looking souls.

It is the night
And we, all, its pawns
Once the first sight is seen
Hooked is all that can be said,
To the beauty of it all.

Stare one night,
Out through her window.
Mother earth allowing a view,
It’s all there out of reach
But close in our minds.

Dreams are realities
Just close your eyes,
While leaving them open to the sky.

This is the language in the Night
The writing in the sky.
It is an escape to anywhere.
The writings dreams are made of
And the dreams that poems are made from.
The music and the words
The stars and the Love.
This is the magic and beauty
Of the Night sky.

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