Passing by the Moon
by Austin Jepson
Every night I dream
Of travelling,
Making a trip through space
Alone.
How would I know
And could I decide
A path that took me far
From life on Earth?
Aren’t we supposed
To be grounded and safe,
Covered and protected
By an atmosphere?
Small as I am
And so inconsequential,
Would I simply disappear
Like a shooting star?
Which planet would become
A suitable new home,
Where life makes sense
For people like me?
All we would need
And all we would want
And all we would ask for
Is a tiny piece of the universe.
For a language and a purpose,
And a common understanding,
And a chance to create
Something new.
Somewhere out there,
A few light years away,
An autism world
Is waiting for me.
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Melanie Walthall says
November 14, 2016 at 9:54 pmThis is so beautiful that it brought tears to my eyes. Thank you Austin.
Mark Peterson says
November 14, 2016 at 10:02 pmWow. Great poem. Great insights. Thanks for writing.
Kristen Law says
November 15, 2016 at 6:18 amAustin, you are a very talented poet. That was truly beautiful.
Todd Ogden says
November 15, 2016 at 12:27 pmAwesome poem! Keep posting Austin. We miss you guys.
Sherlyn Mullis says
November 15, 2016 at 6:48 pmBeautiful thoughts! Thanks for sharing.
Justin Stoddard says
December 15, 2016 at 7:42 amHey Austin, you’re a great writer and your thoughts are valuable and insightful. Thank you for sharing!