locked out
with no other recourse I look
up at the stars
or
locked out
in the quiet between scattered lights
star viewing
with the passing of time, to some recollections there comes a greater richness, and depth; and this is because he who views these things has grown, though in what way it may be hard to determine. But even the smallest of steps forward yet is a step forward, and, with the will to be, that is all that is necessary.