InterStella

Some discoveries are too beautiful to share.

I have this strange problem.

I stumbled upon a place so beautiful

that my first instinct

was to tell the world

what I had found.

But then I feared

the world might want to share

this discovery with me.

Because what if they see

what I see?

What if they notice

the little things

I thought belonged only

to my eyes?

What if they look beyond the beauty

and discover what frightens me most,

that beyond it

lies something far rarer?

Something you don’t stumble upon

twice in one lifetime.

So I selfishly burn the maps

and swallow the directions.

I want this place

all to myself.

I want to wander without direction,

learn every hidden path,

every quiet corner,

every part of this land,

even if it takes years

to understand.

And if, somewhere along the way,

I get lost,

don’t send anyone

to find me.

I would rather be

nowhere else.