Look up. Look deeper. Those stars were there the night I was born. They will be the day that I die. I’ll always feel connected to the stars, moon, planets and our sky.
I remember looking out the window at night in the car. The moon would follow us as we drove. Guiding. Watching. Beautiful friend, I’ll only know that one side but it will always know me.
When caught in a deep dark place the stars guide me to the light. They illuminate my path.