The stars keep me grounded

When I’m sad sometimes I lay out in the stars.

The stars keep me grounded.

I’ll lie around and look for Orion.

Because I’m happiest that way.

I pray to the sky gods to just let me be.

For once.

Grounded.

To something more than air.

Birds fly free above me and I am nothing to compare.

The stars keep me grounded.

When I’m saddest I pray to the wind.

And the songs of my heart are only heard by moonbeams.

The stars keep me grounded.