Poem By Samiha Issacs
For objects to be purely unrestrained as to reflect the way they do. For stars to form the way they are formed in the galaxies beyond us. Clouds to move and cast the forms they engage. The entire universe to appear so diverse in a way. Beauty sometimes deprives from itself, and takes away the light and mist of every object, making everything refer beyond reach or sight entirely to the human eye. And for us to glance not only to the glimpse of this, but to adhere to it entirely; makes us invincible.