One night I looked at the sky
But failed to find even a single star
This made me wonder why
Are they just hiding somewhere from afar?
I pondered deeply on what I saw
Which made me doubt some things I know.
I thought there are millions of them to see
If that is true, where could they be?
My tears fell down, and my heart was shattered,
As if to say, that stars really matters.
Why is it that now I’m down
The stars that I count most, was nowhere to be found.
As I turn around and bow my head
I remember the fox on what he said;
One must not look using the naked eye
Instead he must see, using his heart.
Once again, I looked at the sky,
This time, using not my naked eye.
Beyond those clouds I saw the million of stars
Smiling gently and brightly not from afar.
I've written this poem with "The Little Prince" as my inspiration.....I've had the first four lines on my mind for more than a year, but had a hard time "composing" the succeeding lines.....and, "lonely" one night, I've FINALLY "put the pieces together".....
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