The Universe

Far off on some distance world a small comet comes down and strikes between the forest an beach. A crater is made but does not do much damage to the surroundings. Within the crater a hand comes out but only a hand. As it moves towards the beach the cells on the hand begin to reform a arm than a shoulder and pretty soon a whole body rises up and walks off. It was the stranger just on his way traveling and decide to stop and rest awhile here. He touches his chest and reforms his clothes as he stares out at the stars of the universe knowing that there is others like him doing the same thing. As he stares out he knows the universe is staring back at him and all for we all are just a small speck in the wheel of flowing water of life in the universe. He sees a women on her rooftop in Paris staring out at the stars thinking some are planets and some are balls of energy flying by continuing its travels. Than the stranger turns his sight to another world where a alien is doing the same thing. He wonders to his self what type of life are we? What is our role to play to be known for whatever reason?  The women on earth wonders what life lies outside the world she lives in. Will things change or remain the same for her or for all? The stranger stares deeper into the universe seeing it as a map of stars guiding you to your destiny. For with every star out there is a soul to count for it and for every soul there is life to build it or destroy it. Like good and evil they go hand and hand. The stars are the path and the worlds your stepping stones to your role of importants. The stranger kneels and listens to the waves wash up on the beach. The night is there but the star lit sky is your light to chase away the nightmares to bring only hope and maybe a feeling of knowing there is someone staring back at you if your alone. The stranger sees that the ocean is claim now and the water is reflexing the stars like a mirror. He shares a tear for its beauty. To all out there that stare at the stars any time remember we are not so big because we can be the smallest thing in the universe. But we can always help in large ways. For example you could help someone and thing it was a small job when to them it was a big help. The stranger walks back to the crater and waves his hand and the ground reforms like nothing every happen. He puts his hand to the ground and a stone rises up and with only one finger draws a star in the stone to show this could be your start someday. He than sees a portal open for him and his beloved wife walks over and says time to go home my guardian. Before they go he shows her the stars and dances with her on the beach.  Her smile and happiness warms his heart and shows him he is in the right place to be of some help.