The hypnotic stars held my gaze
Billions of tiny holes, cut out of a blue blanket
Which enveloped the earth, hiding it from the harsh sun
Each star held promise of nuturing life
With its own nursery of planets
Secret worlds, unseen and untouched
I am looking into the past, at stars which may no longer exist,
Yet are very real in this present moment
Boundless, sprawling space
Infinite, with no confines
Except for the confines of my human brain
Which adds limits and cannot fully comprehend its vastness
The cold air bites at my skin, and plucks me from my voyage with icy fingers,
Placing me back on the doorstep.
I blink, breaking the cord leading up to the sky,
And step inside....