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Stars: A Poem

What are stars?
Sure, scientists say they're just big balls of gas floating around in space, but what are they spiritually? What do the mean to each individual person?

To me, stars are souls. Millions and millions of souls of the people who used to walk in the sun and now get to dance across a black canvass with the moon and the planets and each other. These souls sing to each other. They sing songs about their pasts and about their newest adventures they had while dancing up there.

These songs float down to earth in the form of whispers that only certain ears and minds can hear and understand. The whispers come in the form of dreams and that one idea that just won't go away until you write it down. You see the result of people listening to the stars all around you. The whispers made the car you drive, the plane you see, the device you're reading or listening to this story on. The whispers of the songs sung by the stars are just ideas that regular people would think are crazy. They try to block out the light these whispers cause.

People often hear these whispers and don't understand what they're hearing, because their ears are clogged from the noise that society fills them with. The sounds of unimaginative people saying "get your head out of the clouds" and "that's a ridiculous idea." People end up ignoring the whispers to conform to an unimaginative and unhappy society.

There are some people out there who never even get to see the stars dancing, because the skys are too polluted with the lights meant to keep the fake dark canvass away. However, some of those people can hear the stars' whispers, although not always from the stars themselves. I am one of those people.

I heard the whispers through books where Greek gods exist and where animals could talk and where magical tree houses filled with books could take anywhere you wanted. I have heard whispers through TV shows where alien robots fought a secret war and where men and women with amazing powers saved innocent lives and where a blue telephone box can take you anywhere in time and space.

These stories, they made my life shine. And that light came from the stars. Now I'm also listening to the stars. I've always heard them, I've just never understood them 'till now. Now I write stories for people who want to listen to the stars sing.

Shower thoughts are amazing aren't they?

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