Once, while I was in the mountains, I looked up at the sky and it split apart, becoming a curling map of the route of many stars, hundreds of hierarchies fighting for space. Their battles for light had taken place long before this place or my time, and would continue long after, but for a moment it was possible to see them, eremitic and at peace, their silent glow and slow burning, the light of the long ago, of the nearly perished and long forgotten.
Inspired by II: sun-face, moon-face (fall) by Socrat.tez - Sun-Faced Buddha lives 18,000 years. Moon-Faced Buddha lives a night and a day. - Blue Cliff Record, discourse on Life-Time