Lone Star

Lone star how quaint you are that you should settle in the morning sky and be seen. You are canvassed on a picturesque background that is never before seen and you are indeed a star that appears only once in a lifetime. You are seen like no other heavenly light-sphere and even though many more may appear in likeness there is no other that engenders so much happiness. Lone one there is that loveliness of simplicity of beauty that is always radiant in the brilliance of your fairness and of all wonders you are the triumph of rejoicing that soothe with so many curative properties. So beauteous you are in a starlight not falling but is seated high up in your place with the most scintillating of elevations possible. Alone amongst so many you standout as the brightest of all the other objects and the only one who figures rightly to be wished upon.

Alone to precious and wonderful the lone star shines very high in the morning sky with every horizon facing her and every landscape under the gaze of her powerfully subtle beauty. No point to make that is not clearly displayed, the set apart one reflects in her own glory that cannot be removed by none save the one who made what was not into that which is, and of this one this lone star is well pleasing. What is there to equate one without the other? Can joy be equated without sadness and can love be equated without hate or how can life be equated without death, but this is how we as humans think and of course our thinking is only on one plain. To mortals is only given one sphere of realism and of all others we formulate theories and meditate upon them vigorously not knowing yet in constant search of the meaning that only love can give and of this lone star there appears but one motion and many realism's.

So quaint is the lone star that bears itself as its own witness so that any exploration to discover its makeup and nature is bound to prove a holy and righteous endeavor into standards of mobility that transcends the moment of one level and into the next and even to every next multiplied greatly. To be confuse and to go on and to be bewilder is a puff of smoke that has no substance of meaning and is like unwrapping a gift that is not ones own which will only distress the giver and flare-up the rightful owner. A person who eats is hungry again and water that goes in comes out from another place and what does that mean concerning the lone star, absolutely nothing as far as her brightness is harbored.

Canvassed against the background of the morning sky the lone star is a queen among princesses and no like sphere can contain her sublime magnificence or her vivaciously sunny nature. Cheer up and be supported by a mirthful remedy of unassuming straightforwardness that is back to basics in artistic gracefulness that satisfies the pursuit of polite society to expand the scope of its awareness towards all that is within reach of total majesty. Lone star; it is so very good, it really is, and why not make a way out of no way and many vivid colors out of gray for as you see and as you be there are none to drain and to most there is fill with a completeness that leads to fullness and an abundance that is given to wholeness. Lone star how quaint you are as you rest so close and stand so afar and if there is, then there must be one who can reach out an touch you.