The stars are my home.

Tranquility in silence as I drift.

My eyes feel the pull of their unseen weights

And I let them drift close.

I am safe here.

I am protected.

The stars twinkling to me.

Welcoming me home.

On my back I drift, soaring higher than any bird.

Just me, the sky, and the stars.

I feel the pull to drift to sleep.

But am reluctant to do so just yet.

I want to savour this moment.

Where all life’s chaos is non existent.

The stars keep me safe, protecting me.

And I let them.

Safe and secure in the sky.

Surrounded by stars.

I am home.

And I let myself drift off to sleep at last.