The stars amuses me.Enormous celestial bodies made mostly of hydrogen and helium.Dissimilar to the group of oxygen, hydrogen and carbon atoms that could feel, think and move furthermore we call it a fella.
While we're destroying each other for dignity.They hold up there glistening but appear in solitary.But the plot is.Solitary belongs to mankind.The stars amuse me.Do we actually think that the universe is continuously expanding?.Funny how we are the only ones expand to grow apart faking sage.The stars amuse me.Physicists say dark energy occupies 68% of the space.But they don't know that the dark energy also occupies 99% of our planet.It's everywhere.In the warmest smiles.Between the closest friends.And the most trusted people.Intervene all the happy moments.The plot is.
These tiny loiterers on the barley's beard,And happy units of a numerous herdOf playfellows, the laughing Summer brings,Mocking the sunshine in their glittering wings,How merrily they creep, and run, and fly!No kin they bear to labour's drudgery,Smoothing the velvet of the pale hedge-rose;And where they fly for dinner no one knows--The dew-drops feed them not--they love the shineOf noon, whose sun may bring them golden wine.All day they're playing in their Sunday dress--Till night goes sleep, and they can do no less;Then, to the heath bell's silken hood they fly,And like to princes in their slumbers lie,Secure from night, and dropping dews, and all,In silken beds and roomy painted hall.
Blessed be Thou for all the joyMy soul has felt today!O let its memory stay with meAnd never pass away!I was alone, for those I lovedWere far away from me,The sun shone on the withered grass,The wind blew fresh and free.Was it the smile of early springThat made my bosom glow?'Twas sweet, but neither sun nor windCould raise my spirit so.Was it some feeling of delight,All vague and undefined?No, 'twas a rapture deep and strong,Expanding in the mind!