Webdiary - Founded and Inspired by Margo Kingston

A shimmer of twilight hides sunshine from starlight, as one near star joins the many afar, for in having seen the sun we know the one of the many above, but do they love round those distant fires, and are they filled with dreams and desires?

The taste of her kiss a memory mist in a cloud of love swirls above and around, a silent sound that sings across time like a long-lost rhyme that beguiles the riddler and drives the fiddler to play the tune from beyond the moon.

On the edge of an atom in seas beyond fathom the unknown peeks at the one who seeks and laughs in mirth at the child of Earth who'd touch the sun where Life began, who joins the fanatics that hunt for schematics as reality composes not the words read by Moses but a path ever changing, a cosmos rearranging, beauty golden in an eye beholden yet rendered blind by a thoughtless mind.