mountain villages

In the night they become man-made constellations, 

they are, interconnected involuntarily, in many forms; 

made out to be as they are, yet laws and regulations bind;

unlike the universe whose imprints prove the existence of a far greater intelligence,

un-boastful, in their natural state…

Perhaps sadness is not the objective of this realisation, but rather plainly, a humbling experience;

when put into perspective with all else surrounding, living- simply being.

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