For some reason I cannot understand
I have always loved the stars
whenever I step out into the dark,
I always always look up and gaze at the stars
It is not the looming night that I admire -
nor the pale and aloof moon
and the sun I disdain
No
It is the faraway stars that I love so much
They are so truthful, so deceptive
like the human heart
They all seem cold and tiny, frail and breakable
like ice
like crystal
like fire against glass
they seem to dance and glimmer, to flicker and shimmer
but they do not
it is only when you truly see them with your eyes
that you perceive the extreme heat
dangerous
terrifying
powerful
not at all like the tiny delicate things
one wishes to hold to closely as one might hold a dream
they are giants, titans,
and we humans are incapable of grasping their enormity
That is why had I deceived myself, I think
why I had been deceiving myself into thinking that these bright sparks
are icy, fragile, precious things
prone to be strong and lasting
but able to be broken by the slightest pain
I did not want to realize that my heart, a human heart
so very much like a distant star
is a titan, a force of nature
radiant and burning with passion,
untouchable
because my heart, my star, is alone out there in the cold, cold darkness
a darkness so empty it is enough to make my star freeze
I fear that
so I deceive myself and say that it is frozen, broken, weak
for, like any star,
the light in my heart will take many years for it to reach and be perceived by others and,
until then, humans can only see the tiny glimmer of a distant star in the night
they cannot see me, the reality of who I am
And so, whenever I step out into the night,
I take time to look up and gaze at those faraway celestial wonders
because I have always, always loved the stars
© 2010 Maria Daniels
But anyway, yeah.
I was really into astronomy when I was younger. I have an obsession with stars.