Sometimes I feel like
I’m walking on mars,
out here under
a million stars.

Life as I once knew it
just doesn’t exist;
the air is similar
still, my questions persist.

Infinite considerations
light up the midnight sky,
wonders aplenty
yet not a single answer why.

The intrigue alone
steals my breath away;
if only I could harness the stars
I might find my way.

© 2022 Michelle Cook

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