No Place Like Home

I look to the sky
I see the night sky
The stars in a pattern unknown to the human eye
They are old and wise
They have a story all their own
Yet it intertwines with our story
It’s a single stick that fits perfectly into a single area.
The stars dance at night
With the wind blowing through the green lands
There’s a dance we can not see
For it has been going for as long as time it’s self as started
-Morgan Leigh