We hang beads of glowing fireflies.

Still as if frozen in time but enough to light the night sky.

I have always found it ironic, we obsess over natures beauty so much so we try and recreate it.

String lights to look like fireflies.

Design water to run like streams in our homes.

Hang Stickers to look like stars.

But you can never look at a ceiling after seeing how true stars shine.

Can never see more than a tap after witnessing a waterfall

Can never be satisfied with street lights when your world lights and moves around you. Silent and breathtaking, a world completely still yet full of life.

And still we try.

And still we push away the very thing we sought to create.