You travel from star to star looking for a brighter light, hoping to feel its warmth.

But you bounce around so much you're always cold.

So many stars that could have inspired you for greatness, but by the time you notice their greatness, they've flown past you, leaving you in darkness.

It is easy to learn to fly, but what's hard is knowing when to land.

Even birds set up a nest, your wings grow tired. Stand on a branch and gaze upon your limitless possibilities, cause moving too fast you'll fly right past what you need and where you're supposed to be going.

Live like a bird, free and whimsical. But set up your nest, for even the wildest bird needs a home.

*This is entry #8 of a self imposed challenge to post something everyday for 30 days straight. It's a short open form poem written by Hussain Al-Khalil. Leave some feedback and come back daily to see what he posts for his month long challenge*