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.