The Stars and the Blackness Between Them

by Junauda Petrus

I protect that young boy’s soul by reminding him he is infinite, like the stars and the blackness between them.

“The Blackness between the stars is the melanin in your skin,”

many stars and mists of galaxy above us, I heard gasps from some of the other captive cats, and then silence from the awe of it. We were convicts of earth entering a cosmic cathedral.

Remember that you are from the stars and that you can return to them. Remember you are a sacred being of love, no matter the darkness of an earthly life. Remember you come from light and return to freedom.

You heal through the compassion you give to yourself. Remember you are an astronaut of the soul. May you find solace in your travel to another star.

I guess life has a lot of little deaths before we leave this planet officially.