The sky above
Griffith Park is
Black and white,
A canvas primed.

Ancient light,
Millions of years old,
Dances gracefully
On a black surface
Of the universe.
Painting the seasons
With cosmic hues.

Stars holding hands,
Singing so brightly.
I climb the hill,
Bathed in the glow
Of the moon’s gentle smile.

And I watch the trees
Breathe. Inhale,
Exhale.

Leaves chatting
Each other up.
Colorful threads,
Connect the leaves,
To the sky’s light.

Connect the leaves,
To the forest,
And all of its life.
Connect the leaves
To me.

A surrender
In wonder.

Colorful threads,
Love.

Revealed.

In every breath,
In every beam.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.