Visions

I often wonder about the world, think about what life would be like if I were living in another country, another place far from here.

Would I still be the same? Or would my values have changed?

Who would I meet? Who would I know? What faces?

What eyes would approach me, as in a familiar dream?

I have so many dreams

Of foreign places and faces and people my heart calls out to, as if when I opened my eyes they would be standing right before me.

As if I had known them all my life.

I dream of distant beaches, where I stand on rocks, leaning down as if to jump into the ocean and then dive off into the edge of the world.

I fall into the throat of the night.

The blackness of the midnight sky is so vast.

But the stars they remain, the stars they lay

the sky with light like little holes in the sky

And when I'm ready to fly,

I jump without fear,

just to find myself among the stars.