See the spark in their eyes?
It began as a flare
Of a faraway star, out there,
Beheld in the darkest of nights.
Beheld, leaving a lasting burn,
The flame spelling out a nocturne
That with the winds took flight.
For the spark had lightyears, travelled,
And was caught in the wires, marveled,
Till it burst out like lightening,
Its thunder not far behind.
And underestimate not-
The power of deep thought,
And the unending light of the ignited mind.
Pic credit: Rodion Kutsaev (Unsplash)