Nether Place

If we are all made of stars
I am ready to go
Back home
This place
This Earth
With all its beauty
Surely can be nice
But I long
To be back in the stars
Where my mother has gone
Where they have all gone
Free from the anchors
Of feeling
Of restlessness
Of sorrow
Of sadness
I long
For space
Ethereal freedom
From consciousness
From pain
From joy
From the unpredictable
From the predictable
From myself.