star gazing
have you ever seen the stars in the night sky?
not the duly pulsing stars
but the stars that take your breath away
as you crane your neck back, trying to take it all in
see the sky like a curtain
with holes poked through the thick cloth
the sky itself dark like pen ink
and the stars that shine like flashlights at dusk
I just stand there, in awe of everything
and I can feel how vast the sky is
how cold the air I breathe in is
how the wind whips around my body
as I become the art I'm starring at
that God himself painted on a milky black canvas
hair in my slightly parted lips,
still standing there, watching the world spin ever so slowly
as I stand outside my tent
all I can hear is the rush of the waves
hitting the soft sand
and the trees whispering forgotten love songs
goosebumps cover my arms
a smile appears on my lips
and my glasses show eyes that shine as bright as the stars
maybe thats why its called star gazing
as we admire the stars, the stars admire us
campsite observations