Saturn
With shortness of breath you explained, how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
Sleeping at Last: Saturn
I opened my eyes and looked at the world for the first time. I saw a blue sky, so big and so close. I felt like I could touch it, I’d just have to raise my hand. And I saw the sun, hot and beautiful, full of energy and on my face I could felt the heat.
And I had a feeling like I was the only person there; no one but me and the world around. And I saw a little butterfly, just flying there in the air, so noble and free. And there I was, on the ground in my own body, feeling everything that Earth could offer to me.
He once said that it’s like a miracle, to live, to feel, to think. To be a real human. In his way, in one little sentence he expressed how rare for our kind it is to become a living thing. How beautiful.
I raised my hand, sun was shining into my eyes and I smiled. I could never imagine what it would be like. I felt things, inside, that haven’t happened for so many years.
The air was so smooth; caressed my skin. My heart was beating fast and I felt like I could fly.
I have seen many worlds, each different than the one before, each beautiful. But this one, this very young world, which we loved, well, we always keep the best to the very last moment.
And now, when I have my last life, I will find out, what it is like, to actually live.
Humans have no idea how rare it is. Have a chance to live a normal life, have friends and family. On the others worlds we don’t have this chance. And now I feel real love, connection to somebody else. Imagine how surprising it is for me. It’s so perfect.
Next to me was standing a man. Of my kind, sure. I held his hand. And we were standing there together, just like that.
It felt like infinite.
I’d give anything to hear,
You say one more time,
That the universe was made,
Just to be seen by my eyes.