Sometimes you look up and there just seems to be so many more stars than ever before. More. They burn brighter and they shine longer and they never vanish into your periphery when you turn your head. It’s as if they come out for us and remind us that their light took so long to come to us, that if we never had the patience to wait, we never would have seen them here, tonight, like this.
As much as it hurts, sometimes it’s all you can do, wait, endure and keep shining, knowing that eventually, your light will reach where it is supposed to reach and shine for who it is supposed to shine.
It is never easy, but it is always worth it.
poems from the typewriter series
by Tyler Knott Gregson
The Accidental Apologist 