There are stars.
Forming in every moment, every breath,
every beat of a living heart.
Even as one dies, another is born.
But these stars
spend most of their time
invisible —
or perhaps it is simply that we
lack the ability to see them
in our narrow, bittersweet view
of reality; reality
that is only such
because the vast majority believe it
to be so.
Yet if we’re observant,
if we’re true
and if we’re willing to lower our wards
just for the briefest of moments,
these stars can creep in
to our lives
and change our perspectives
at times
when we may think all sight is lost.
And if they’re particularly strong
they’ll never leave.
They’ll be beside you forever,
helping you create your very own star
that in turn
can light their way.
Treeshallow Musings 