I Am Merely One
I lie on top of the dugout on a baseball field, listening to soulful music, and staring up at the stars in the dark on a clear-skied, cold evening, alone. They peek through the black-blue dome of the sky, a thousand lights winking down at me, as my breath rises in a cloud of misty grey to meet them. The song pounds into my ears and tingles through my whole body. Rough shingles of the dugout's roof are the only thing keeping me grounded, keeping me from soaring up to explore the infinite deep above me.
It is gigantic, and I miniscule. These stars are so far away that the light I now see shining from their places has taken anywhere from hundreds to hundreds of thousands of years to reach me, and yet... it has reached me. The unstoppable energies of the universe conspire and cooperate to bring things even as insignificant as the barely noticeable glow of these stars to everywhere within reach, so that all who see them may observe, and contemplate, and wonder, and wish.
This sky will always be there, even after we have all passed, even after our world has fallen... it will always be there.
I am merely one.
We are merely one.
But the universe is one as well.
-Nuju Metru
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