find the small white star…
just above and past the rings on the upper left side…
and whisper the words…
*whisper the word…

Home.

It’s not a star.

On that little white dot — you’ll find
a gentle breeze skipping
through the streets of New York City in the fall,
a girl staring out the window of an airplane
on her way home to Michigan…
That’s what you’re looking at there.

Quite a photograph.

930 million miles from home.
That’s what you’re looking at there.