Amidst the vast and starry sky, A lone soul wanders, feeling dry, The moon's soft glow, a gentle breeze, Can't fill the emptiness that never ceases. The clouds drift by, like whispers low, Their beauty lost, on a heart that's slow, The rain's sweet touch, a fleeting grace, Can't wash away the emptiness of space. In nature's splendor, I search for peace, A refuge from the void that won't release, But like the wind, it slips right through, Leaving me with nothing, but a heart anew.