What do you see when you look into the skies?
It all is so different, by every set of eyes.
Stories to tell, legends to be told
Of a time set in history, and tales of old.
They captivate in wonder, these small yet giant things,
the reason for our curiousity, or why the angels sing.
No one could clone them, for they each have a glow,
you may think you have it figured out, yet in truth you shall never know.
They shine at night, to guide and light your way,
They hide when the sun shines. but they shall never stray.
From the belt of Orion the mighty lions roar,
A wonderous site, you can never ignore.
Its written in the skies, all the answers that you seek,
You look for words to say, but not a sound will you speak.
It is a story of triumph, and tales of forbidden love,
The moral of this sonnet, dont ignore what is above.