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Sometimes
I sit and wonder.
I think about
the sky and the stars.
Sometimes,
silly things,
like,
why are they up so high?
Is it to make me feel smaller?
To appreciate the vastness
of the world around me?
Did God decide that the sky and the stars must be so far out of reach
as to make one feel their tininess?
Or was it done to make us reach
and want to reach for something
we can never touch?
And then I wonder,
why we reach for such things.
Things so far away from ever knowing
the brushing touch
of a human hand.
Why do we not reach for the trees?
It is undoubtedly easier for us to succeed.
Of course,
is it about success?
Do we wish to succeed
or wish to dream?
Dream,
I think.
At least,
I hope.
If we wanted to succeed,
we’d only reach for the trees,
we’ve touched those before.
What is it about the stars,
I wonder.
What is it that makes us want to reach up?
What is it about those sparkling specks in the sky
that inspire us to do things
we never really think we’ll do.
I wonder if it is the same everywhere.
With the stars.
Do they inspire all kinds of creatures,
even across the universes?
Perhaps they evoke fear in others.
And they pray to their gods
that the flaming specks of evil
shall never be brought down upon their world.
Are we right
to look to the stars for our dreams,
or should we fear them?
Perhaps we should fear our dreams.
Are our dreams not what make us aspire
to do great things?
Great,
but not good.
To live greatly
without a thought as to the consequences?
Would the world be better off if
we all aspired to be mediocre people,
with mediocre lives,
never dreaming beyond?
Sometimes,
I sit and wonder
about the stars.
Maybe they were just put there
to make us think.
