The sun paints its golden radiance in the sky
An obscure moon gives birth to a thousand stars
Earth, sickly, sleeps like a child in the midst of winter
The sun paints its golden radiance in the sky
An obscure moon gives birth to a thousand stars
Earth, sickly, sleeps like a child in the midst of winter
Brilliant and mature. The juxtaposition of the creative, impersonal tranquility of the universe with the state of the planet Earth is very effective. It offers the reality of where we are on this planet and yet within the cosmic context you present, it offers hope. The choice of “sickly” is apt. Good work.
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