Under the stars

How are we so hungry?
After feeding ourselves a belly-full
Of smoke kissed meats
And drinks that could impress a high king’s hall.

How can it all be so unclear?
The raging water reflects our mind
What we want to know is slowly revealed
When the wind stops blowing.

How can we wake up feeling so refreshed?
After being inflicted by stomach pains 
From a thousand hearty laughs
Shared between good friends.

How are we so small?
Sitting below a trillion stars
Each one content in it’s position
What is our place amongst it all?

Have you forgotten what it’s like?
To sleep where you want
To travel the land
To return home.