This view is enchanting.

The clouds dissipate.
What wispy ones remain
dance effortlessly
with the gentle winds.
Whirling, lifting,
twirling, dipping,
they rollick
until they’re
gone from sight.
It is then that
the night sky's
limitless darkness
begs to be stared at.
I comply and gaze
in awe and wonder.
The lights that shine
from space’s past times
reach my mind's eye.
Comforting.
Confirming.
Our lives are magic.

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