The stars are brighter here.
Back home, those stars are hard to find.
Glistening.
Beckoning.
Inviting me to wonder.
My eyes have been opened to what has always been true.
They shine, strongly and majestically
Without a care or a passing thought to hardships.
I want to let my light shine.
It has proven to be a struggle.
But one thing I know: I’ll never give up.
The universe continues.
It is ever-evolving.
Light years have passed before me
And they will continue to pass after me.
I look up to the heavens and cannot help but feel finite and small.
Here’s my moment in time.
Shining so that others may see my good works.
Believing in myself to do what’s right.
Working hard to make myself proud.
Oh, the flickers of each flame within our souls are bright.
What do the stars see when they look down upon earth?
