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Starry, Starry Night


One starry night hundred of years ago, a man named Galileo stares into the sky through a telescope he had designed. He discovered more about moons, planets, stars and the universe. He hypothesized that God was holding the universe together through mathematical “laws” that kept it in place and ticking like a well-designed clock.

Three days ago, I saw the stars…the most beautiful ones. For me, only few sights are more inspiring than a star-filled sky especially when you view it with the person you love the most.

Last weekend, I went to Roxas City to visit my boyfriend. We had a dinner of grilled catfish, squid, pork chop, and chicken liver and gizzard (only in the Philippines) in one of the cottages along the beach. With this feast, I forgot about my diet and ate all I can put in my stomach. After that delicious dinner, we decided to take a walk. Then, I had the glimpse of the most beautiful stars I’ve ever seen. Though millions of miles away, they seemed so close that I felt I could almost touch them. The two of us stood still for a moment and gazed at that romantic, amazing scenery. With the cool breeze and the gentle sound of the waves, he held me tight and whispered, “I love you”. Gosh! I’m so flattered…the world stopped turning, my heart stopped beating and the stars were falling…I can see fireworks…oopps…too much imagination I guess….We went home with a bliss and full of love. By the way, it was that night when the stars glittered to its full beauty…..

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!


Comments

Gabriela said…
That was so sweet, it must have been beautiful. I love the night, I love the stars, and I love love. =)

XoXo
Gaby
11:51 AM
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