I lie in bed with him snoring peacefully beside me after a hard day's work.

I can’t help but wonder if there’s more for us beyond this solitary life.

Is there better life for us out there under that dreamy bright moon?

I want to wander into the night, where owls and crickets sing. 

Is there more out there for us than these miserable days under the sun?

I want to venture out under the starlit sky, and watch that dark beauty tell its story. 

There has to be more than this.