THE STARRY NIGHT

The village stand adjacent to my house; East of my bedroom window. It is very late in the night: but the village is awake. Light smiles through the windows of the houses in the village telling me that “All is well.”

 

The moon looks upon the earth and radiates its glory through the darkness of the night. The stars glow like crystals on the night sky. The leafless cypress tree stands tall: ascending directly into the heavens to behold the creator and tell about the sorrows on earth.

 

The wind blows cool: swirling around the moon, the stars; and the cypress tree moving with vigor. It blows around the village, and around my room; bringing to my mind the turmoil of my emotions: the scenes of my beloved throwing the wedding ring at my face; and blurting out “it is over between us,” while walking away in rage: all because, he believed the lie about me; my friend had told him through a chat on WhatsApp.