Do the Stars Know?

Do the stars know
that on a planet
millions, billions, trillions of
miles away,
our lives are defined by the
distance of 6 feet?

Do the stars know--
the stars we
see as tiny, yet they're
huger than we ever could imagine--
that on this faraway planet, a
miniscule crown-shaped virus has
become the enormous concept that now has
taken over the lives of
every single one of us?
Do they know of
the lockdowns
the tests,
the worry,
the stress,
the lives at risk and
the ones already taken?
How our "normal" has
been torn into pieces and
no one knows exactly
what our future holds?

Do the stars know, with
their wisdom of years, years, years, of
shining down on us,
what we're
supposed to do?
Because, stars, none of us really do know, and
maybe we're only a speck or
maybe we're invisible to you but
maybe, stars,
maybe
you'd know.

TreePupWriter

VT

17 years old

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