In the Wake of the Stars

After "No-one is Alone" by Stephen Sondheim (sort of)

My favorite con just ended,
I'm standing in the hall,
My things are all around me,
But I don't want to go.

Fandom is my home,
No truly, fandom is my home.

A good friend stops to hug me,
And disappears once more,
It's with that borrowed courage,
That I can face the door.

Bridge:

In the mundane world, hurry,
We come all unfurled,
No one ever waits,
Anger leads to hate,
Is it just too late?
To run off with some fen,
Not leave home again?
I have wended home now,
And I unpack my car.
As I hum a filksong,
I look up to the stars.

And I am not alone,
For truly, no fan walks alone.

For we are made of star seed,
And to the stars we'll go.
The stars are there to tell us,
That we are not alone.

For truly, no one is alone.

January 15, 2000

Penned at the end of my first Arisia.