5-24-16 Observers

 •Observers•

People climbed into space

Marching troops with lost faces

Wrapped into the earth so tight all we see is dirt under our finger nails

Looking down

The swarm of stars absorbs us

Sweeping over our heads 

The moon is the choreographer of the stars and the sun is the song

We are only observers 

Barely observing 

Time covers our eyes like the clouds cover the moon

Hours pass by like the constellations 

Looking up

Connect the dots

Smile at the man in the moon

Collect the sun rays like sea shells on a beach 

Lay out each one close together

Don't let night become a monster under the bed or shadows passing over the walls

Illuminate 

Become the moon

Dance with the stars 

Teach others how to count the constellations 

Make them become so recognizable that you have the patterns mapped into your mind 

Dissect the night sky 

Wrap it around your finger

It isn't small anymore now is it?

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