Stars above and beyond
I will always stay true
At the source of it all
The many wonders and dreams
Space and the many light years ahead
So much out there
Such inspiration, to ponder on
Theories on all that is out there
Many times in dreams
I wonder where I am really from
Which constellation made me be?
I suppose all?
Never bigger than anything
Just feeling comfortable looking up above
Of the many possibilities
Well is that not what dreams are made from?
Nothing is really simple
And why should everything be?
The unknown has many possibilities
Well, that is what I truly believe
Stars are they maps?
Telling me where I am from?
Encoded with a message
Subliminal within these very thoughts
This paradox will never be solved
But that is alright with me
Stars above and beyond
The enigmas, the dreams that shall always set me free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem