Star Guardian
I am out here with never a fear, always surrounded by others like me. I cast light on darkened areas of the galaxy, once hidden and unknown.
However, if the choice was mine, I'd spend my time watching Earth. Earth's a planet that's sending signals of sad sounds in my direction.
Like in my present places, I'd be their guardian and send them lights that feel and heal. I would somehow reveal to them what they don't
seem to realize or understand.
They are very blessed to not be constantly bombarded by space objects. However, they are terrorized within, constantly at war with themselves.
Anyway, it's very painful for me to observe without lifting a hand to help. You can't even imagine the readings, so filled with noise, screams, pain.
Some of the pain is physical but most is emotional, mental, and spiritual.
Were I able to, I would tell them of a once war-driven galactic world;
A world of wounds and woes, never content, ever confronting foes. I would make them realize that conflicts are cruel, and war really is hell.
062920PSCest, You Are A Star, Nina Parmenter
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