Awesome.
What better word
to describe the entirety of
what is surrounded by ancient shimmer.
Resting under those frozen fireflies,
I needed to feel something steady
while everything in me feels so uncertain.

It’s quiet up there.
Ordered.
Beautiful.
Every light, anchored by purpose.
I sit in wonder—
What if those silent sparks
are setting an example?

I’ve given so much to this music.
Poured out my heart in chords and choruses
that haven’t broken free.
Sometimes I wonder if my voice
was meant to echo—
or if it’s just been drifting
through a world too loud to care.

I look at the years I’ve lived
and feel like I should be more.
Like I’ve missed something.
Like I’m standing still
while time runs ahead,
mocking me with every calendar page I tear away.

It’s at my lowest
that I fix my eyes highest.
The universe preaches to me
without a single word.

It’s just Awesome!  

Everything so flawlessly arranged.
So precisely positioned.
Not by chance or accident.

Jupiter—
a silent guardian of Earth,
its massive gravity pulling in comets,
shielding us
without ever asking for thanks.

The moon—
locked in perfect rhythm with our tides,
whispering its quiet influence
on every crashing wave.

And Earth—
spinning at just the right speed,
tilted at just the right angle,
placed not too close,
not too far
from a star that burns with enough mercy
to warm our skin without burning us alive.

None of it random.
None of it rushed.
Every force in balance,
every orbit obeyed.

I wonder—
what if my delays
aren’t disasters?
What if the ache I feel
is gravity—
pulling me into alignment
with a purpose I can’t yet see?

The stars are awesome.
Yet, I am more so.
I say that not with arrogance,
but humility.
I am made in the image of God.
As are those who read this.
The stars can’t claim that.

Maybe the God who spoke all this into being
knows what He’s doing with me too.
With all of us.
Maybe the silence isn’t absence—
it’s patience.
Maybe the emptiness I feel
is room being cleared
for something sacred.

I will keep playing,
even if the room is quiet.
Keep creating,
even when doubt tightens its grip.
Somewhere beyond this moment,
there may be more for me—
not despite where I am,
but because of it.

I am not lost.
Just waiting for the right orbit.
Just learning to trust—
Everything in the universe
is perfectly placed.
It is awesome to know
that I am too.