Rock Bottom

While sitting on the floor, grounded to the earth; I stare at the abundance of sky that is casting over me like an infinite blanket. I look at what appears to be nothing but darkness and very tiny specks of light. The moon illuminates the sky to what I discover to be stars.

Oh how I dream of you, you large mass of air and pressure and how your light shine through. Many love you and desire you. They name you after significant people and loved ones, and use you to guide their way to home, comfort and security. They desire you to light their night and make wishes of desires and hopes, to take them to a place unimaginable. You are a distant and near nocturnal treasure and I, only I can sit here and imagine if I can fathom such a desire to be like you shining stars only to believe that I am just like the earth I am grounded on. A rock with no destination to ever shine.