Wondering & Freedom

Wondering About the Stars

This is a free write and rant type thing. 

Look at the stars. See what they hold? Or what do you think they hold? Do they hold memories? Do they hold love? Or do they hold adventure? But how can you hold adventure? How can you hold a memory the same way you hold love? What does it mean for it to burn out? What does it mean to stare up at the sky...and have this...feeling. A feeling that something is out there. Adventure? Love? Freedom? How can you carry or hold something that is precious to life? How can one little star from so far? Hold something that takes years to learn? While it just has it from the day it's born. How does a star become a star? How does adventure start? When you think of star when you think of a memory, what do you see? Is it your family, is it you, is it love, is it freedom, is it God, is it a loved one of whom you've lost? Life can hold so many moments. That takes years to form. So how does a star hold a memory of a moment that takes years to form? How is it up there? Is it cold? Or can you feel the warmth of memory at that moment? That moment that that star became a memory. How is it we don't know. We don't know where life will lead us on our adventures, but we know one thing. There will always be stars. And as long as there are stars there are memories.

So what do you think? Please let me know. I loved writing this and it just flowed really well. I hope you liked it. As always thanks for reading. 

Alyssa