In response to; dVerse prosery, hosted by Dora this week
“What does it matter that the stars we see are already dead.”
Your challenge: Write a piece of prose (not poetry) of no more than 144 words that includes the above given line. You may change it with breaks or punctuation without altering the order of the words.
The night sky shines down on a lonely grave, heavily adorned with flowers. The flowers will soon be dead, much as the night sky with fade with the dawn. Light reaching us from unimaginable distances racing across time and space to reach this blink of existence. What does it matter? That the stars we see are already dead is just another juxtaposition of life and death across the vast and ever changing sky.
Word count 73
Keep your feet on the ground but keep reaching for the stars ~ JP