she was a wide-eyed wanderer
mapping out the constellations
in her classmates' freckles;
she found a galaxy in their faces
twirling with impression of the milky way
and sparkling with the illuminating glow
of far away planets
she saw exploration and discovery in their smiles
and imagined the magic of the moon landing
in the dimples dwindling down their cheeks
she felt the cheers of the world
roaring in her ears as mankind stepped down
and trekked around their grins,
voyaged into their hearts
but in her own reflection
she found vast emptiness and silence
and she soon began to believe
that she was nothing
but a mere collection of dust and debris
swirling effortlessly to the rhythm of her
heartbeat
every mirror and every photograph
showed barren cracks and moon rocks
sitting quietly across her forehead
and down the bridge of her nose;
nothing but the quiet exhales of her breath
puffed through her rough exterior
she felt the heavy weight of the asteroid belt
anchoring her down, ricocheting through her veins
but every time she lay herself down to sleep
her eyes squeezed together with the utmost delicacy
waiting patiently to enter a world of twinkling stardust
and lightning fast comets
her soul floated in the open sky for years
calculating the amount of time it would take
to slide down the rings of Saturn,
formulating a way to ski through the eye of Jupiter,
scheming and plotting how to avenge the tragedy
of Pluto
her thoughts jumped from crater to crater
and she danced in meteor showers for millenniums;
she held her breath as she crossed the stratosphere
and jumped from Venus to Mars
bright-eyed and red-faced
she realized that a universe exists within her;
a storm within the sky
