Billions of stars twinkling in the skies, each bright and perfect telling a story we are yet to find
Like we humans gaze upon the night skies
Wondering what it is like to be a star on the heavenly skies
What if a lonely star among them to wished off being human and having a life.
What if it gazed upon our planet each night
Asking the heavens for a chance to be born as a human to experience a human life
And what if the heavens granted its wish
And the lonely star was born to a mother and father he chose and got what he wished
Born as a human he started his life full of dreams and full of adventure
And soon forgot he was once a beautiful star, and now searching for that beauty being another
He grew up to be a young man, ambitious and wise
The magic of what he was, still hidden in him soon began fading in time
He was trapped in his human form and lost to the human beliefs instilled in him
And the magic stayed silent and forgotten in him
Young and bursting with life he was exploring and learning to survive
Money, he earned, and it bought him comforts
And with money came success and a name he earned
Married a young woman and called her his wife
A beautiful wife who loved him dearly who gave him children and a beautiful life
Life seemed to be everything he wished for, but he began to feel distant
Something was missing, he couldn't explain what it is missing in him
He almost knew what it was but then he just couldn't remember, and it was bringing him pain
He gazed out into the skies at night and began to wonder what it would be like to be a star and it sounded insane.
For he was becoming tired of being human, living a human life.
And yearned for things that didn't seem humanly possible as he wished to be among the skies
He secretly wished to be a star someday perhaps when he dies
An old man now he waited for death, his children all grown up
He finally retired for his rest, a life he lived like his forefathers
Grooming the generation that came after.
He still sat each night on his chair staring at the stars
Wondering what the mystery was and it seemed to be calling him from afar
A part of him knew the truth but he dared not speak
As the last thing he wanted was end up being treated as a mad man with a mental disease
Things of magic have died on this planet centuries beforehand
But the old man wished if only he could be a star secretly while he lay on his bed
We all wish for things not knowing what we truly want
And when the wish is granted, it begins to be a curse of a sort
Because we wish for only the comfort it brings and not it's challenges
What seemed like a desire turns out to be torture that needs to be vanquished
Isn't this the story of us all, searching for that fulling thing to full us
Fooled by our senses we seek for it in the world
Not knowing all treasures, we ever wanted was in us
Secretly waiting to be heard.
The journey always ends where it started
And you end up looking for that person you failed to discover
The greatest gift is to be yourself
and if I were you, I'd never change it nor look for it in someone else
For all the stars are too in you and you need not seek to be among them
Because the beauty you saw in them is the beauty you saw in thyself
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