My Way Home

My mother always said:

The stars are the limit.

If you can reach them,

Anything is possible.

If the stars are the limit

Of what humanity

Is capable of,

Why do we still reach

For the expanse that lies beyond?

My father reveals:

The stars are a guide,

Leading us further

Into the great beyond,

Where mysteries are unveiled,

Where wonder lies,

And where our imagination

Lead us to discoveries

Of another civilization,

Lying in the stars.

Perhaps my mother said

The stars are the limit

Because she was afraid.

Afraid of the possibilities,

Afraid of my curiosity,

Afraid of me discovering the truth.

Perhaps the stars are the limit

Because my mother did not want me

To find my way home.