Starlight Stories
An original sci-fi poem
Stars are a portal for dreams.
Think about it. Why do we gaze into the skies at night? We want to know what’s out there. Every man, woman, and child eventually ponders the same universal question.
Are we alone in the Universe?
Answering that question opens the door to dreams. We imagine aliens are out there living among the stars, watching our world even as we watch their world. This new poem explores how stargazing unlocks our imaginations and lets us write the stories we want to be true.
Stars are a photo album. Glimmering snapshots capturing moments in time from a primordial cosmic era. Memories of expansive galaxies stretching to the universe's edge. Stories written amid darkened skies echoes of forgotten eons prophecies of a distant future. I hunt for signs of intelligent life amid distant luminous constellations. Do aliens on a distant planet watch the eternal celestial kaleidoscope searching for signs of me? Stars are a blank canvas. Pictures waiting to be painted, unveiling an intricate mosaic of beautiful and colorful alien life. Sheltering ancient vibrant orbs seeded with species beyond imagination. Lands swallowed in another sun's light. Civilizations rising and falling Behind curtains hiding far-flung worlds. I dream a persistent dream of encountering visitors from distant stars. Do aliens on a faraway planet gaze beyond their interstellar boundaries praying to someday meet me?
It is so strange to think about that light traveling the cosmos to reach our tiny little eyes.
I love this sentiment :-)