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Jun 2015
1
To
the
moon
We shall
go. Sailing
through the
heavens, while
everyone looks up
and dreams that one
day, they will be here
living among the stars
and enjoying the view.
It is so vast and so dark
and so silent.  But  why
does that feel like free-
dom? Why do we dream
to escape our home and
roam with uncertainty?
We yearn for what we
do not have, and never
take time to appreciate
what we do. Gratitude
is the key to happiness
and the key to survival.
Home is home, on earth
or among the stars. Shall
we look to mars for what
we do not have, or maybe
look further, into Andromeda
and into ourselves. I too dream of
the sky, look up and ponder what we are
missing. The atmosphere so thin and the universe
so wide, what is holding us here? It is not gravity but fear.
We must take a chance,
something that is long
overdue.

-AM
Austin Martin
Written by
Austin Martin  25/M
(25/M)   
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