I wrote this poem to express my feelings and interest in the universe that surrounds us.
I stare into the night sky.
The moon is shining like it has a million times before.
Except this time, I actually take time to notice it.
It has the gentle face of an ancient man.
He smiles and I wonder- what is he smiling about?
I stare deeper into the night sky.
I notice the millions of stars that never move.
Except this time, I actually take time to notice them.
They tell a story in pictures, one that is millions of years old.
But what is this story about?
When I stare even deeper into the night sky I notice something.
I do not feel alone. For I know that when I am looking into the night sky, a pair of eyes are staring back at me, from somewhere very far away.
That pair of eyes belongs to someone who I can relate to.
Those eyes belong to someone who wonders the same as I do.
Where are we and who are we?