Starry Sky in Baja California

It is another night in Baja California and the desert is my home. A cactus tree stands beside my tent like a guard. I sit on a rock looking at the stars wondering who has set the wheel of the sky in motion? Is the universe dancing in unison with a whirling dervish?

What are these lights? Is the sun shining on the night ocean or the roof of a dark room has tiny holes in it?

How many stars can I fit into my pockets? Can I play marbles with them or will I get blisters on my hands if I touch them?

You ask me what is the purpose of this wandering? How should I tell you that I am looking for the edge of the earth where the ocean drops like a giant waterfall into the dark void. I want to sit there on the edge and see how the universe looks like from there. I want to know if the emptiness in the universe is bigger than the emptiness in my heart. I want to see the door where the souls of our beloved ones enter and depart.

You once told me that when a soul departs it becomes a tiny dot in the sky. I ask you if there is a sleepless soul in a desert on some other planet who is looking at the sky and shedding tears like I am doing at the moment? Maybe, our planet is a departed soul of someone too. Is it why we all are so restless on earth? Is it just my head spinning in circles and not the sky?

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