Sit beneath the stars and gaze on what a wonderous maze lays above the heads of every living soul that dreads what the future may hold. Piece together the puzzles of centuries long forgot. How many ancestors gazed before our lot? Imaginations stretched far and wide, could they really conceive the possibilities what lay beyond such a small existence? We reach for the stars, beyond the moon, without exploring our great lagoons that lace the lands together as one. Celestial we call by name in wonderment and curiosity that spares not one questionable breath to those that neighbor nearby. So look upon and feel so small we are but a grain in the art of Rangoli that cries to be created with each tedious stroke that haunts the imprints of time.
Published by N.K. Sterling
A sibling and daughter to some, a friend to others. As an artist , writer, and dreamer N.K Sterling spends days crafting new creations be it in painting or jewelry making or dabbling in many creative avenues in life from music to sewing has only made Sterling more inspired to keep trying new things. Enjoying a good book by the fire, or an adventurous outing with furry friends is always a go to for this expressive soul. Writing has been a passion since the age of twelve and the associate's degree in liberal arts has only help expand this creative mind for future endeavors while currently living in the southern USA. View more posts