the space between the stars is best undescribed

you look up, and there are seven sisters and bears and lions and swans a glittering mass of friends falling on each other and laughing

but you look with flawed flesh and you must know, in our age of science there are no sisters or bears or lions or swans you know the space is large cold infinite and we are all islands and we do not matter and there are no friends up there.

but if you see the seven sisters and the bears and lions and swans if you see them twinkle next to each other (and you do) then maybe you also know that space is small and that you can know the distance in miles and still feel their warmth unmeasurable.

the space between stars is best undescribed. go out now and look up and feel the intimate warmth of the cold and empty universe.

The space between stars is everything At the same time it is nothing It’s the joy of those around you It’s also the loneliness you feel It’s a distence so grand none have crossed Yet we cross it all the time It’s a sea of darkness with light so blinding It’s cold but warm all at once It’s the place where hate is stored But what’s more its the place love grows You get lost to be found once more A better you restored So come with use to our village in the sky Between the stars Where you who are unseen and forgotten Can be among those who have found YOU

The space between stars, or as I call it, the what if. You’d think it would be empty, void and cold, full of nothingness. At least that’s what we’re told to assume. But truth is does anyone really know what lies between? What if it’s empty nothingness? What if it’s planets teeming with alien life? What if it’s black holes, meteors, or space junk? It’s a place of infinite possibilities. A place full of hopes, dream, and ambitions. A place filled with dread, darkness and our greatest fears. It’s the space between who we currently are, who we want to be, and who we eventually will become. It might appear empty, but that’s the beauty of it. No matter where in life you are that space will always be there, ever growing and evolving. It’s the what ifs of your imagination that fill that space.

Like a jaguar on the prowl, He thirsted for my blood because legend said it tasted of wine. Lust occupied space in his eyes, Swallowing my virginity the way all black holes operate, Painting my sheets in shame and sweat.

He used to say he was down to Earth And I was breaking ground on Mars. I wrote his name in the galaxies As if he were my destiny.

He wanted out of the Milky Way To be a star in someone else’s sky. I felt the tether break And I defied gravity by falling in love But couldn’t stop from spiraling And lost myself somewhere between universes.

So I broke my silence with God And I asked him for directions to the nearest payphone; There’s someone in Heaven I need to call.

Our souls are stars Glowing inside of us And if we were to see Inside of our bodies They would be in a galaxy Our two souls In the same galaxy

I know your soul And you know mine But too far away They each appear to twinkle Showing off a glimmer But never the full brightness

Only a flicker of your star Reaches my heart As I slowly fall in love But we’re solar systems apart So I know your presence And I see your flickering star Both calling to one another But just a little too far

The space between stars is vast. Ethereal.

The brightest stars, surrounded by a complete absence of light.

Complete silence. As if time had stopped still.

Every so often, a comet whizzes by, breaking the stillness. Chunks of grey rock hurtle through the dark abyss.

And then again there is silence.

the space between the stars is best described as empty. there is nothing there. it serves no function. it’s best described as void. anyone who opens their eyes to look should agree. if you see something in that space between the stars you might consider going to the dr. cuz something is wrong.

Now mom won’t let either of us sit in the front seat. It’s like she’s punishing me for Charlie’s bad attitude. I tried to explain to her what Charlie just did to my binoculars, but she wouldn’t listen. She said she is fed up with us having a problem with each other.

Now Charlie has her headphones on (big surprise!) and refuses to look over at me. If that’s her way of punishing me for yelling at her, good luck. I would rather her be miles away then on the other side of this seat. I’m pretty bored, though. I have finished every single page of every single activity book I brought. I guess it’s time to nap… again.

Sometimes it can feel as if you’re all alone. Just by yourself out there. No one to hold you close or no one to talk to aboyt how you really feel. Then it might be good to remember that the stars are also alone. The distance from one star to another is further than we could travel in a lifetime. Still, you can see the light of the stars all the way from that enormous distance. No matter how alone you feel, you are surrounded by other stars who see you. So keep your light shining, the world is a better place with you in it. The next time you look up the sky and see a star, know that your light shines just as bright, if not even brighter. ✨

The space between the stars is best described as far away but really so close. The stars you see in the night sky can light up the whole universe. Even in the fog, you can still see a faint light. The stars are very far away, but are bright enough to see. The shine because they believe that one day, they will be closer to us than they are right now. They shine so we know that they are there, waiting patiently for us to find them. When they are found, they will be closer to us than ever before.