Chapter 44: Another Day, Another Night, Watching the Sky, Human Flight…

Posted: 2019-10-15 in ©SvetkaSamizdat, Мысли на день, Мысли на ночь, Распад, Роман?, Existential Angst, Fallen Humanity, Fallen World, La désenchantée, Watching The Sky

Starry Night Sky, Trees (Rus)

Winter night.

I go out and look at the sky.

Stars abundant and bright.

I’m impressed, as always,

natural wonderment at firmament,

but distracted, as artificial flashing lights

catch my eye. … Aircraft.

And the moment is lost.

Now, all I can focus on

is the banal, the human where and why.

(Where are they going, and why? …

As if this fallen world is so great!)

I am glad, at least, that human travel in space is minimal

and am mindful enough to pray it remains so.

For, where people go,

they tend to destroy,

exploit,

desecrate.

Even in their dreams.

 

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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