Celestial

I stare up at the starry sky
As I reflect on life, as the night reflects on mine
Wondering how far away they must be
How far away they still seem
I stare into the sky thinking how the wind upon my cheek
Must be much colder up there, in the ether
O'er the many lightyears it would take to reach them
Seems like a triviality now, in my speck-of-sand existence
Quietly, I see the moon in all her grandeur but she has not the answer
What I crave is much farther away
A celestial phantasm of the mind, or the divine? 
At this point I truly cannot say
I can only watch as light floods the darkness
Million year old iridescence in silence, in emptiness
They're still so far away
And I, here, floating... among the others
Worried of the rigors tomorrow will hold
But suddenly, everything just feels... small
In this speck-of-sand existence
Then I close my eyes and look away
Trying to forget the stars I've seen