The Sky Is An Amazing Concept When It 's Put Into Words

I’ve always felt a strange connection to the stars, one that I have never fully understood. I used to believe that it was simply the night itself that appealed to me. There is something so incredibly compelling about it. It’s not the silence, necessarily, but the way that every breath is amplified; it’s not so much the darkness, but the way that the stars light it up. There is an unparalleled magic to them, to the way that they swirl and writhe and explode of their own accord. Although the moon will orbit for eternity and the stars will eventually fade into submission, it is the latter that I admire the most. I would rather die at the hands of my own power and light than live infinitely off of the nectar of somebody else’s.

Some animals, humans, hybrids, and the fallen angels are under the influence of the wandering star. The wandering star is a chief angel who veered off his course and lead the way for other stars that followed the rebellion . Stars have independent and self-governing power. God set the stars as chief angels to rule over the night and to influence dreams. Their appearance is as the burning sun. They are the shining burning one's chief stars set over celestial beings. They do see everything in the earth, people animals, and all things in the spiritual realm.

Some nights the sky wept stars that quickly floated and disappeared into the darkness before our wishes could meet them. Under these stars and sky I used to hear stories, but now it seemed as if it was the sky that was telling us a story as its stars fell, violently colliding with each other. The moon hid behind clouds to avoid seeing what was happening” (Beah 80).

In the poem “Of the Threads That Connect the Stars” by Martin Espada, a father and his son are looking up at the night sky, stargazing. Having a father and son moment both go into a conversation, the father asks his son “Did you ever see stars” (1). The poem goes through three generations, the speaker and his father, then the speaker and his son. The father was a former boxer and that was his own understanding of stars, then he had a son (the speaker) that had a rough upbringing, he never got an opportunity to witness "the stars" or “galaxies”, but once he (the speaker) had a son he seen real stars, the planets etc.

The thirst for something stable is evident as the children show their awe of the physical world. As an adult explains the stars to Mazie, Olsen writes: "As his words misted into the night and disappeared, she scarcely listened‹only the aura over them of timelessness, of vastness, of eternal things that had

The stars are bright and radiant-- their numbers are vast beyond all imagination. They shine in the dark sky, like billions of little lights hanging from nonexistent threads. It is a reality that not many people stop to admire. In the city people sink down into their couches at night and drift away, eventually, to the slumber that most people crave. But the stars, shining endlessly, are there night after night, in the rain and even in the snow. If you just stop for a moment, on a night with no clouds, and look up, you will see this magnificent

The stars are a significant symbol during the war for Darnell, “When I was in Korea, I’d find the Big Dipper and the Huntress and the Archer. They hung in the sky different but I could make them out same as if I was in North Carolina. There was a comfort in doing that, especially when the fighting got thick” (Rash 21). The stars not only brought the men comfort in the war, but also as they helped the breeched calf be born and when the older men’s wives died. The stars gave them a sense of peace that they would not have had without them. The stars in the war, gave them a feeling of home even when they were over five-thousand miles away. They gave them a feeling of presence from their wives when they passed away, so they did not have to feel lonely. The stars helped during the calf’s birth too, so they did not give up on the mama cow and her baby. They gave them a sense of hope that they needed. Throughout the short story, the stars continuously brought comfort to Carson and Darnell through the trouble times in their lives when they felt nothing else would be able to help

Ever lonely star I see above me, is like a lonely person waiting for another star to come along. As another star comes along it shines that bright that there isn’t no other to compare with. He was the brightest star in the night, others seemed dull by comparison. Non-stop conversations began, and I started losing sleep. I got excite,a feeling I haven’t felt for a long time. We had even given each other nicknames, Blancss and Nakss, who had shared adventures, and a song that was randomly picked, Counting Stars.

Whew! It is HOT up here! I’m in the Thermosphere, where the spaceship left me behind, and I am so hot. It is not this hot where I was born. Hey! What are those lights? They are beautiful…… whoah. Hey, well, I guess here I go, right on through them. Blues, greens, purples, reds, pinks, it is so cool! I think I heard of them before…...the Northern lights? Yes, that’s it. Hey, it getting cold.

The portion of the narrator’s memoir that is most vividly described, is the choosing of the stars. The way the narrator verbally paints the sky is extremely accurate I almost wish it wasn’t so cold outside, here in Cresco, that I could lay on a blanket and star gaze myself.

As a little girl, I would look up at the stars. I had been taught about many constellations, but I would always look for a certain one. Orion. Orion had been my favorite since I had learned about him. I never understood why. I tried to bring myself to love Pegasus, but I never could. Nothing appealed to me like Orion did. Something about the great hunter struck me. Since then I have loved him. I always look for him. In Greek mythology, Orion is a hunter. In fact, there are many legends containing Orion. Orion would wear a magic lion skin that would protect him from harm. He wielded a club of bronze and went about vanquishing evil creatures. In many legends, Orion is born and killed rather quickly. He dies by accident or dies on purpose.

The reason why both of these stories seem so hard to comprehend is because for people like me to conflicts with reality, relatable, perception, and fact from fiction. Understanding the customs of the Native Americans are different from mines and in “A Tale of The Sky World" is a great example of that. How the Native American's viewed things like the environment, creatures, and Gods. In the book, the girl got pregnant because she faced the east and the breath of the west wind had entered her person causing conception. Or the father laying his down alongside the great tree and dig it up to cure her illness. This is foreign to me. They had their own philosophies and principles about how the realm was formed. I like the fact that learning about

In the art work, The Roar of Our Stars by Alice X. Zhang, there are numerous details that are present. In this piece there is a sky that starts off as dark blue and red towards the bottom, but as it gets to the top it transitions to a less dark blue, and then to a light blue with a touch of a light red on the left side. Across the sky there are what seems to be hundreds of white points with yellow tints that start off distinct and small towards the bottom, while growing in size and have a faded look as they go up the image. These points that represent stars each have red, white, orange, and blue glares that run up and down vertically. These stars create a cluster towards the top left corner that creates a slightly blurred white light. Centered on the bottom half of the page, there is a person in a light brown tweed jacket, a white button up collared shirt with thin strips, and a red bowtie. This brown haired man is staring up, smiling with his mouth ajar, towards the main cluster of stars that are creating the light shinning down on him with his hands slightly raised at chest level.

A star’s purpose is to illuminate the sky’s darkness as it serves to be the guide when

Most of us remember the lullaby “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”. The truth behind it is that stars