Let’s

Stars.

It’s the time of year that, if it’s clear, I can look up at them in the morning on the way to work, and again as I walk out to my car to go home at the end of the day.

I can step outside at midnight or at one am, or at four, and breathe deep frozen night air, and lift my face to thousands of diamonds so much more beautiful than the earthly kind.

Each time, I am awed.

Awed by the beauty. Awed by the infinite nature of space and the uncountable stars. I contemplate the virtually unchangeable nature of the constellations, the same for thousands if years, so that the names we call them were given by ancient astronomers.

Yet they are not completely static. Some nights, some stars are visible, while others are not. It becomes a game of hide and seek to find which are out in the open this night, at this time, from this vantage point on the earth. To the novice like me, it is a surprise to see a star appear, twinkling in laughter at some celestial joke, while I stand gaping on this little speck of dirt.

They twinkle and they shine, and they light the way for a soul wanderer who is sometimes a little lost. They look down and watch.

They guide ocean’s captain and road’s traveler.

They whisper endearments in words of starlight and bedtime wishes.

The stars hold wonder and hope in a thousand, thousand pinpricks of light.

Let’s stargaze, you and I.

-KJ Roe