Constellations of Ink and Dust
Comes alive during the long midnight hour,
Time circles galaxies, changing the plans
Of glowing pages with untold power.
Stars twinkle, shine, explode into being,
Whisking those that watch out of the abyss,
Eyes catching stardust and begin dreaming,
Where they awaken in a world of bliss.
Gasps of wonderment escape to the skies
When they see the world that was in their head,
And adventures abound in Time that flies,
For soon they will wake back home in their bed.
Magic, it seems, has not gone from this Earth,
But rests between palms in tomes of great worth.
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EMMA ALLEN is a senior pursuing a Baccalaureate degree in English and a Baccalaureate degree in History. Emma likes to read in her spare time, and take care of her plants.