18 Mar Perspective of the Stars
I’ve thought about the stars
light years away
looking down at me, us, and
our worried minds, our
concerns of who and what
and how other people see
us and the stars, billions
of years old, who watch
every life that has ever
been or ever will be, they
sadly smile with pity.
As I worry whether option a or b is the best and I stick myself in a rut of inaction because I don’t want to screw this grand thing called life up
I think again of the stars, who have watched billions struggle the same and smiled on those who made the choice that felt right in a moment
because a moment is all we ever have, and the stars know that the more moments we live fully the more moments we are given
and the moments we toss away in worry or angst are like lives lost before they had the chance to ever live
at least, from the perspective of the stars.
so now and then
when i’m stuck in my head
i force myself off the ground
into the sky and past the pull
of the sun and it’s sisters
outside the arms of the
galaxy i’ve only known
from the view far below
and i soar through nothing
watching billions of years
of growth and death shine bright
and then dim with novacity
until time disappears and the
sun is only a spot and the galaxy
only a smudge.
and I have a nice think on that.
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