We looked at the stars
and the moon to navigate
within the time and spaces of our confines
I see the lunar ricepaddies give their soft glow
and well-lit veins tremble under thin tranquil clouds
Once, I had no home
Tossed in the waves of uncertainty and disbelief,
I looked to the stars and further
for patterns of usefulness
The bright lights were glaring
while the empty seas inside turned dark
I found no reflection.
A minute passes.
I’m miles ahead of where I used to be
— The End —