Constellafied Poem by Joshua Bantum

Before you step on to the path you've decided to travel,
you must pick the star your choosing to follow,
Solidifying the base structure of philosophy you've coaxed yourself into believing.
And as if you’ve grown another pair of legs,
You’ll find yourself unable to stop or start afresh,
Asleep, or dreaming,
Every ounce of your will,
Drained into fate and the river of,
Giving you your fill of life,
And drowning you back into
After your thirst for it has been quenched.

But if you choose to not choose,
Instead observing each twinkling orb for it’s individual beauty,
Then your eyes will be lost, star struck
Taken from your mind,
Occupying nothing more, and nothing less
Absorbed into vast nothing and everything,
You will be a somber tree I walk past,
A bridge that I cross,
A dewy blade of grass,
A leaf crestfallen,
A friend for a moment,
But I’ll move on again,