I haven’t written about the stars recently.
Their polar-white shades flashing and shimmering within the night sky
creating constellation filled nights.
Specks of Moondust decorating the night
encasing the black with
gems of guidance for all the lost souls in the world.
I haven’t written about the Moon recently,
about my Moon
about my solace.
Been so occupied and preoccupied with
first world
my world
adult world
daily problems and stress
that the shine of the brightest diamond
has been dimmed by the overproduction of my ever consuming thoughts.
My life has been in a constant state of low tied,
just craving the highs of the Moon.
I haven’t written about the sky recently.
I haven’t admired its shapeshifting
color changing power
millions of shades
of names
of days and nights
and the sky still shines
even when grey and cloudy.
Beautiful even when we forget to admire it.
I haven’t written about the Clouds and the Rain,
about the soothing smell of rain
the pitter patter of its song
the smell right before,
the doorbell
alarming us of its arrival
allowing us a moment to prepare for the glorious rain about to enter our life.
The shades and shapes of grey of each unique cloud,
created to be perceived differently.
I haven’t written about snow recently,
about the fluffy mini clouds
that cover the ground in a blanket of white
after a while grey.
The pre-snow anticipation of what comes during and after
like a child waiting for their Christmas presents,
snow signifies youth and playfulness
all things I have forgotten about recently.
I haven’t written about the night.
The peace that the night brings me is like no other,
I lay on the ground and look up admiring
and counting
and thinking
brainstorming
about everything staring back at me
looking a me
millions of years from now
When all I will be is a legacy.
I haven’t written about that recently,
about the comfort that wraps around me at night when surrounded by the planets and stars
and shades and faith
and love that radiates from all nights’ sky.
I haven’t written about that recently,
I haven’t written about a lot.
I guess I’ve become too busy to realize that I have stopped admiring what I love.
The world around me,
the things so far out of reach with my fingertips
but so close to see and feel within our minds and souls,
I’ve forgotten about you.
I think today I will write about it all.
I know today I will stop and admire my sky and world
I feel like today I will look up and breathe and see
No, not just see
but feel the earthy sky as I look up.
From morning to night the shades changing
shapes moving
stars coming and going
the Moon and Sun, star-crossed lovers always almost meeting
but always too far for a caress.
I think today I will stop and look and smell and feel
then close my eyes to fully imprint it into my soul
imprint the skies nature
and color into me so that
those days that I forget I can remember.
Gabriela A Tejada
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