Under the African Sky...

I have never seen the stars shine so bright and never imagined viewing the sky so clean and dark. It looked as if it was a dark sea, with no fog that so many times is lit from the city. Seeing the dark with the stars so contrast and glimmering, I never wanted to leave Africa. I could sit amongst the stars at night for the rest of my life and be content. Africa had many things that would persuade someone not to enjoy the scence, as the slums that carried a horrible smell, when people slept under moldy sheets and a house made of cardboard. You would see most of them outside rather then inside, and only until night came, did I realize why they did so.

I am trying to find the words that could capture how magnificent the sky way. The stars reminded me of the HED lights that are so popular among stores now. The purest white. They glittered as if water had been dropped on each one and white light shown through. It was like snow that shines when the sun dances upon it in the morning, as if diamonds moved like the ocean, the waves tumbling onto the sand. It made you feel as little as an ant but big enough to want to reach the stars to touch one. It was truly one of the most humbling experiences. Knowing that there was so much vastness to it that I would never be able to comprehend its greatness, yet lucky enough to be still and enjoy the beauty.