Infinite

Infinite...the purple
starred edges of our galaxy;
infinite...the endless possibilities.
Nothing written in stone,
not a destiny known.
A quiet step into
a tomorrow mysteriously made.

Yes, my words..those that trip from my brain onto these blank pages.
I know I am not alone in those that sit in the hushed dark and reach for answers,
we have the common bond of questions.
If we had Hubble sight, we would spend endless hours gazing
on the explosion of light and dark, as stars are born and died
before we set our sights upon them.
Wondering what was there and what was lost.
Gazing into the heavens we know that our world is so small
just a speck of life in an infinite universe.
Yet, small as we are, we make great to do
over ourselves.
Those that strive for the riches of kings,
and those that pull the mountains of stones in monument.
We have struggled to leave the drudgery of serfdom,
only to have it thrust once more upon us.
When will 'they' know that the time of kings has past?
And that the time of freedom for all should be upon us?
Endless cycle of those that have and those that have not...
we should have risen above that by now.
Just look to the stars...these moments are small
and will matter for naught.
Above us lies different worlds, and different prospects.
Gaze upon the endless night of space..
and know that there is something more
waiting..

~k