I stand on my deck, it's completely dark outside, and look up at the heavens. Billions of stars twinkle and dim and I'm in such awe of them. Tiny and insignificant.....that's how I feel as I just look up. The souls....the billions of them.....look down upon us. Watching. Hoping. Praying. They wanted to change the world too but its an impossible task. They only made a dent in this scheme we call life. It's a bit cold. I can hear the wind rushing down the mountainside. Sounds like the subtle roar of the ocean. A shooting star just raced by in a blink of an eye. I would like to just lie out underneath them for the whole night but it's too cold. Life it seems calls back to realization to come back inside where it's warm. Sorry....I have to lose that wonder. Will I ever keep it? Or should I let it go just like everybody's dreams of changing the world. Hmmmm.

I do truly wonder though.