Suddenly, it was dark
Only moments before, I
watched the sky transform
from grayish-blue
to pinkish-orange
But now, from this vantage,
The sky is pitch-black
Strange, how artificial light,
created to erase darkness, actually
blocks billions of brilliant lights
Lights that serve as a guide
through the darkness
Could it be that progress
keeps us from the wonder
of lying on our backs,
the hardness of the ground
underneath us, unnoticed
Watching the bright lights
from dying bits of rock fly
across the night sky
Piano Girl 
These lyrics reflect on how progress and artificial light distance us from the simple, authentic beauty of the world. They invite us to pause, silence the modern noise, and rediscover the wonder of nature and its small marvels.
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Thank you for visiting. ☺️ And yes-I find myself more and more seeking the simple.
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well done, Kelley: I especially love those last two stanzas —
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Thank you, John. 😊
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