Whenever anxiety thunders in my head
Whenever my emotions are
As jumbled up as a bird’s nest
Wherever I am feeling lonely or sad
All I have to do is glance at the dark heavens up high.
The stars whisper stories in patterns
That only I can understand.
The beguiling darkness beckons me
To a world of mystery and unknown lands.
The moon sings me to
Dreamlands of hope and joy,
And the twinkling, shining stars remind me
That even in dense darkness one can find
Pinpricks of hope hidden in the sky.