Standing

I am here to stand alone. Just me and the star. I can see the world in different views. The stars can talk. What will it tell me? Maybe it will tell my future. The night is clear. So I can see the stars. I am trying to reach the stars. But it always keeps moving from me. If I can fly, I will grab it and make a wish. But reality keeps me on the grounds. This is my picture-perfect view. It was when the world looked so clear. It is like I can see right through the clouds. Straightforward as it can be. Just like my view in life. Every star has a meaning. Like every season has an ending. Let Star guide you. Always count your blessings. The universe will give you what you desire.