August 30, 2011

August 30, 2011

A Story by Savannah

once went to a planetarium and was taught that the stars we see in the sky are more than likely already deceased. The soothing narrator's voice flowed through my ears and wrapped around my brain, whispering to me that the star's light takes millions, billions of years to reach our eyes. The fact rang in my ears, sticks with me even now. I'm older now, and I think more than I used to--more than I should. I chew on this thought still, and wonder if people are the same way. Is it possible that we've already passed on, it's just taken our souls centuries to calm and land? I see the youth in your eyes, the worn-in wisdom in your words, and I wonder to myself if you're already gone. These thoughts keep me up at night, staring at the stars and praying aloud that your light will last another day.

© 2012 Savannah

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