From the distant, blackened heavens they come –
Piercing, sentient lights, writhen and confused by our sphere’s, protective, embracing winds.
Fleeting twinkles delivered to waiting, forever wondering, eyes:
Are we the watchers or the watched?
Here on our spinning home within the stars.
These 42 words form my entry into this weeks Gargleblaster challenge over at Yeah Write. The words were prompted by the question ‘What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing?‘.I hope you enjoy where I went with it.